Cat on the tree,
what are you doing?
That tree’s not for you,
what’s that you’re chewing?!
The lights are all hung,
the house all aglow,
but where is the cat?
Oh no, ohhhh noooo.
The ornaments swing,
on the branches all nice,
and icicle lights,
shimmer like ice.
But where is that cat,
now where has he gone?
The house is too quiet,
I know something’s wrong.
Aha! There he is!
His yellow eyes glow,
and his pupils expand.
His revenge – this I know.
Come out, at once!
Your trouble is pending.
The gifts are a ruin,
and the tree needs mending!
I hold up the punishment,
a small Santa hat,
Come here, come here,
You must wear this, cat.
The cat streaks away,
a blur of pure fire,
and my Christmas decor,
well, it needs to retire.