There was a cat named sat,
He was very fat
As he would often eat a rat,
He liked to chat,
Even when he was playing with a bat,
He liked to wear a hat,
So people would pat him on the back,
But once he sat on a mat
And ended up taking a nap,
And that was that.
Then I called him a brat,
Because he spilled milk on my lap,
I hurt its feeling,
And I never saw him after that.
Khalsa School
Jagdeesh Singh 5A
Ms. Vohra
