The Cat Shat On That


The cat shat on that. Not the box, on the mat.

I heard a noise, like a pop or a splat.Then there, on the mat, the cat shat on that.

And on the couch, where my sister once sat? Yes, yes indeed, the cat shat on that.

What, on the picture you took in which I look fat? I think that he did, yes, the cat shat on that.

Even on top of my Hank Aaron bat? How did he do it? The cat shat on that.

And what of my gift from Oliver Platt? Drat! My cravat! The cat shat on that.

I’ll bid you adieu and put on my hat… and find one more place that the cat also shat.

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