I was in the roof to look for my baseball bat,
I saw something which I have never met.
There was a little cat,
It was a little bit wet,
Which entangled to my volleyball net.
If I would my mother led
It could be a good pet.
I put out my hat,
and threw it on my toy vampire bat.
I didn’t want to be cad,
While I was trying to reach his head.
I saw a scar on his neck which colored red.
It must have been bitten by a rat.
And I was sure he was dead.
My mother saw me very sad
And she said:
“Rest in Peace in your little bed.”