10 June 2012
Pissy, petty pussy cat, Sick of secrets kept, Thought the kingdom would be better, If everybody slept.
She put a curse across the land, And stopped the kittens yapping, And so the place was silent: Everyone was napping.
The quiet was relieving, But kind of lonely too, And kitty realised that it- Was only down to a few.
To silence everyone was unfair, And so she woke them all, She called a public meeting, Gathered in the hall.
She explained her kitty woes, The whole shebang and stuff, This kitty grew a backbone, and stopped her miserable huff.
The secrets stopped their spreading, The tongue wagging also ceased, And everyone got together, For a we're-alive-now feast.
Silence! • Opuss № I