Eleanor Hotchkiss
Eleanor Hotchkiss had a cat
She loved her cat, and that was that
She let him grow very fat
Because Eleanor adored her cat
Eleanor Hotchkiss stood quite tall
Rare a suitor who’d come to call
But she and her cat still had a ball
Because Eleanor gave her cat her all
For work she clerked the county books
Tracked delinquents and petty crooks
Occasionally got dirty looks
From those recorded in those books
One winter eve in the cold and dark
She hurried home next to the park
When a threat’ning man, tall and stark
Stalked his victim in the dark
As she ducked inside to doff her cape
The scoundrel followed intent on rape
When twenty pounds landed on his nape
Dug deep his claws and began to scrape
The cat first scatched the big thug’s face
Tore half an ear, let the rest in place
Made the man squeal out in disgrace
As he fled the scene leaving blood to trace
Eleanor Hotchkiss would have liked romance
But like some who never had the chance
She found solace in her protector’s glance
Knowing all the while he could never dance
For Eleanor Hotchkiss had a cat
She loved her cat, and that was that
She helped him add more to his fat
Once she knew she owned a killer cat.
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