The Squirrel and the Kitty-Cat

A Squirrel and a Kitty-Cat

The kitty-cat and I took a trip
In a red and white Cadillac
We packed tuna for lunch
With some nuts to munch
Drinks stuffed in a big brown sack.

Kitty-cat slid behind the wheel
While I checked out towns on the map
Hemingway’s cats in Key West
Kitty thought that was the best
So I lay in back for a nap.

I looked up at the stars for awhile
Dozing in kind of a dream
From the cd player I could hear
Alvin sing that Christmas was near
Kitty rolled down the road slurping cream.

A friend warned to be on my guard
Against cats who could be aggressive
I began to think twice
About polydactyls and mice
The air around me grew oppressive.

I quickly hopped into the front seat
And asked kitty to reconsider
A place just as fine
But with fewer felines
Would Coconut Grove be better?

We talked and talked it all over
As I confessed my trepidation
Kitty-cat understood
As I knew she would
She sped toward Peacock Park with anticipation.

The name of the place was a misnomer
No nuts nor birds were found in the city
We hightailed it home
Never more to roam
A waste of good gas, what a pity.