My Neighbor's Cat

My neighbor had a cat
Who could never sing on key.
But he'd not stop for that,
Causing all great misery.

I think he truly thought
That his song was quite a treat.
High treetops he so sought
To broadcast to the whole street.

The dogs joined in chorus
To howl out their displeasure.
'Twould make my skull porous
As he sang at his leisure.

You may want me to tell
Of this tale's happy ending.
Oft not all comes out well
Like for this cat's ear-rending.

It took another cat
To make him see his error.
This cat was twice as fat
And six times the terror.

Cutie, they had named her,
And she greatly loved to nap.
After she preened her fur,
She'd settle onto a lap.

Asleep she was so cute,
You could understand her name.
But do not wake the brute
Unless mayhem is your aim.

The woeful singer chose,
Not wisely, but all are fools,
To court her as she doze,
With the wisdom seen in mules.

His voice crashed from the heights
To grate on her sleeping ear.
Her yowl gave all the frights --
The likes you might never hear.

Up that tree in one bound
Flew female, feline fury.
One swat, he hit the ground,
And lit out for Missouri.