Nonsense Poetry in 8,6,4 Syllables.

Frying-Pan the Cat (her name, not an instruction, oh, no, no!

“I am not a big fan of fans.”

Said Frying-Pan, the cat

And that was that.

.

She often made these strange comments

From her saf-é-ty-mat

‘She’ called it that.

.

“Nor am I! exclaimed Frying-Pan;

As she sizzled and spat!

‘Her’ name was ‘Cat!’

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“It’s a topsy-turvy world here!

And no mistake!” said Matt;

A passing gnat.

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But, it was just another day

In Rain-Cloud-Cuckoo Flat;

Where ‘things’ ‘do’ chat.