SOL 5 - Quoth the Kitty

Once upon an evening boring, while I rested, nearly snoring,
Over many a brown and wooden plank of my bedroom floor―
     While I groaned, nearly stirring, suddenly there came a purring,
As of someone gently spurring, spurring me with paws of four.
"'Tis some annoying cat," I muttered, "spurring me with paws of four―
          "Only this and nothing more."

     Ah, distinctly I'd forgotten, so I plugged my ears with cotton;
But each meow (that cat is rotten!) pierced me as it did before.
     Eagerly I wished her elsewhere; ―angrily I shot my best glare
     But the cat wanted to stay there―stay there as I lost the war―
To the loud and fearsome kitty whom only deaf folks can ignore―
          Meowing here for evermore.

     And even though she's itty-bitty, the meowing of this certain kitty
Crazed me―amazed me that this little kitty could so loudly roar;
     So that now, to stop from screaming, I told myself that I was dreaming
"'Tis some cat demanding pets while prodding me with paws of four―
Some annoying cat demanding pets while prodding me with paws of four;―
          This is it and nothing more."

     Presently my ears grew stronger; I would listen to this no longer,
"Kitty," said I, "Truly your silence I implore;
     The fact is that I now abhor you, some tuna I will open for you,
     And surely this will start to bore you, meowing with your paws of four,
Now please Kitty, leave me, will you?"―here I opened wide the door―
         The kitty left, and nothing more.

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