“My grandmother’s cat was too big for the shelf,So it slept every night in a bed.It was almost as big as my grandma herself, For three times a day it was fed.It was fed tuna scraps while it lay in Grandma’s lap,While a napkin around it was tied;It ate as much as it could holdTill it got too wide.”- Garrison Keillor, “Songs of the Cat”
“My grandmother’s cat was too big for the shelf,So it slept every night in a bed.It was almost as big as my grandma herself, For three times a day it was fed.It was fed tuna scraps while it lay in Grandma’s lap,While a napkin around it was tied;It ate as much as it could holdTill it got too wide.”- Garrison Keillor, “Songs of the Cat”