Oh how i hated that black cat

the one that was always on my mat.

It would go in my yard to watch and look

as I'd walkin the kitchen and start to cook.

It'd purr and meow and scratch all day

wanting me to go out and play.

I thought I'd need to run and hide

hoping It'd think I wasn't inside.

But the cat was very smart you see,

and it would hide up in a tree.

Sometimes I'd look into it's yellow eyes

to find that ive been hyptotized.

But i have won this time for sure.

I wont suffer through one more purr

for this time ive done something new

and put that black cat in my stew.