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On a wet bed sat sad Paulette
together with her fat red cat.
She said:" you bad bed wetting pet
have had too much of dad's bread spread!"
If dad saw that, he would get mad.
Upset by that she hung her head,
took needleset and thread instead
and sewed the culprit up and that
was that, the cat is dead - you bet!
And then dad returned ...
The father of paulette
said:
"Girl, we need to chat,
'cause a decaying cat
I've found beneath your bed!
And in it's fur it had
a lot of my bread spread...
I really call that bad.
And also someone had
sewed up the cat (which sure is mad)
- and gotten all the bedspread wet
and full of fat!
I'd call the vet
if not I was quite sure
it's dead."
together with her fat red cat.
She said:" you bad bed wetting pet
have had too much of dad's bread spread!"
If dad saw that, he would get mad.
Upset by that she hung her head,
took needleset and thread instead
and sewed the culprit up and that
was that, the cat is dead - you bet!
And then dad returned ...
The father of paulette
said:
"Girl, we need to chat,
'cause a decaying cat
I've found beneath your bed!
And in it's fur it had
a lot of my bread spread...
I really call that bad.
And also someone had
sewed up the cat (which sure is mad)
- and gotten all the bedspread wet
and full of fat!
I'd call the vet
if not I was quite sure
it's dead."