| The Old Gumby Cat |
| I have a Gumby cat in mind, her name is Jennyanydots. Her coat is of the tabby kind, with tiger stripes, leopard spots. All day she sits beneath the stairs, or on the steps, or on the mat, she sits and sits and sits and sits, and that's what makes a Gumby cat. That's what makes a Gumby cat! But when the day's hussle and bustle is done, then the Gumby cat's work is but hardly begun. And when all the family's in bed and asleep, she tucks up her skirt to the basement to creep. She is deeply concerned with the ways of the mice, they're behavior's not good and their manners - not nice! For when she has got them lined up on the matting, she teaches them knitting, crosheeing (s?) and tatting. I have a Gumby cat in mind, her name is Jennyanydots The curtain cord she likes to wind and tie it into sailor knots. She sits upon the windowsill, or anything that's smooth and flat. She sits and sits and sits and sits, and that's what makes a Gumby cat. That's what makes a Gumby cat! But when the day's hussle and bustle is done, then the Gumby cat's work is but hardly begun. She thinks that the cockroaches just need employment. To prevent them from idle and wanton destroyment. So she's formed from this lot of disorderly louts, a troup of well disciplined, helpful boyscouts. With a purpose in life and a good deed to do, and she's even created a beatle's tatoo! For she's a jolly good fellow! Thank you my dears! home |