The Revenge of Honky-White-Trash-Kitty-Cat
NEVER laugh at the Cat!
He won't get upset
but he will pay you back.
He peed on the Saxophone
player's bow tie...
while on the back
of the sink it did lie.
It was drying... after it's weekly wash.
And before going to work
in the Case the Dude tossed
it... right next to his sax, tucked under the lid...
for surely he hadn't a clue
what was hid
When he got to the gig, Dude prepped his position,
Unpacked his sax and applied the bow tie.
As the show picked up tempo musicians grew warmer,
The temps 'round the band were starting to rise.
Now that tie had been baptized with a heady solution.
That soon permeated the breadth of the stage
As the music got louder, the musicians breathed deeply
and leaned far away from the offensive bouquet.
But... there was nought to be done, as the tie must be worn
for the whole of the program, beginning to end.
The gig was quite formal.. the Tux a requirement,
Honky's Revenge was two hours of end-less aroma.
And if there's a lesson it seems it's that
It NEVER pays off to laugh at the cat.
Written by Ely
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