Young Charlie Chapman went strolling one day
In the hopes that he’d walk all his troubles away
When what to his wondering eyes did appear?
No, silly, it wasn’t those eight tiny reindeer…
Charlie Chapman could hear a meow, then a screech,
And up on a branch that was just out of reach
Sat a kitten who looked with imploring eyes-
But then poor Charlie got another surprise…
For further on up in the tree he saw
That Cat Number Two hung by only one claw.
Then horror of horrors a much fainter cry
Which made Charlie look up ever so high
Cat Number Three was at the very tip-top
And just at that moment she started to drop.
Then Cat Number Three hit Cat Number Two-
Poor Charlie had no idea of what he should do!!
Now cats Three, Two and One were flying on air,
Charlie’s mouth was wide open eyes fixed in a stare!
Cat Number Three was the first in his palm
Then he caught Number Two, trying to remain calm;
Number Three went airborne when he caught Number One
Oh my, he thought, Cat Juggling is fun!!
With all three in the air Charlie’s heart sunk
But he saw they were fine.
They were stuck to the trunk!
Kristin Tucker September 14, 2006