The ferry
that transported souls
Way across
the river
Was
anchored in the harbor
Where
anyone would shiver
Who saw it
through the mist;
I hope
it's not your name
That's on
the boarding list,
O pussycat
afflicted
In a
manner odd and strange,
In my
case, not seen before,
Yet it's
hoped your luck might change
From bad
to good or even more
As what
were you but a cat
And a kitten too at that
And a kitten too at that
And if bad
things are from God
For the
bad things we have done,
Pray, tell
me, pussycat,
Of all the
bad things you have done,
This
judgement passed on you is for which one?
