... she howled and wailed
A broken pipe causing a flood in the basement caught me by surprise
That's when I cautioned my cat that going down there wouldn't be wise
Her paws might pick up bits of paint from the water on the floor
Which was why I insisted she not go down there any more.
She howled and wailed, for the basement was her very favorite place
So, I put the fear of God in her by shaking a finger in her face.
Then, when the floor was dry and there was no reason she couldn't go back down there
She sat on the top stair with a stony glare and refused to go anywhere.
Ah, but the moment I came upstairs leaving her all alone
She silently crept down the stairs and jumped up on her window throne,
And, as I started down the stairs again, I heard a thumping sound
But, when I went into the furnace room, my cat was nowhere to be found.
She must have crawled under the partition and across the basement floor
Because, when I went upstairs again, she met me at the door.
January 3, 2003