New Do Poem by Ima Ryma

I took Miss Kitty to be groomed.
She does not like to have this done,
And gave that look of being doomed.
But she was a fur matted one.
The normal groomer was not there.
There was a new guy they'd just hired,
Supposedly an artist with hair.
Miss Kitty got him so inspired.
When I returned, Miss Kitty be
A sight, I thought that I'd drop dead.
'Told you so' look she gave to me.
There was a wig upon her head.

I was astounded to see that
Miss Kitty was now a 'bob' cat.