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...  
 
surely he hadn't a clue    
what was hid    
there.    
   
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.