The cat sat on the mat
The cat shat on the mat
“I’d like to see that cat right flat”
The angry teacher said
Blowing off his hat
Pupils heard him and as they do
They took him at his word.
Literalism becomes the young
Eager to please and slow to perceive
So one of them he took the cat
And fastened it in its cage,
Weighed it down with bricks and stuff
It’s dead now in a lake.
©2009
James Hart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I thought this was for children, it's dark but yet hilarious