The Dead Cat in the Hat

The sun did not shine,
It was too wet to play.
So we sat in the house,
All that cold, wet day.

I sat there with Sally,
We sat there in dread.
There was something that stank,
It was under the bed.

We were too scared to look,
But we both had a clue.
What was under the bed?
I think we both knew.

Daddy could be scary
After we went to bed.
I had the worst feeling,
That the thing there was dead.

We sat by the bed,
We sat very still.
I thought of my friend
That I met by the sill.

She's so cute and so small,
Like a kitten should be.
A sweet little thing
When she looked up at me.

One night I fed her,
The smallest of treats.
Little did I know,
That I woke up the beast.

The next time she came back
She gave out a squeak.
The smallest of sounds,
It was barely a peep.

That was enough
for Daddy to wake.
When Daddy wakes up
He makes the earth quake.

He got out his belt,
He stomped down the stairs.
I could feel every step,
From my toes to my hair.

I lay in my bed,
Sweating and shaking.
Then I heard a snap,
Like something was breaking.

Sally and I sat
At the foot of the bed.
There was a cat in a hat,
And I knew it was dead.