Poems for Alice
Grampy's Book of Rhymes
The fat cat sat on his
And thought: 'I could up and away
To see the trattorias of Turin
Or the cafés of Cathay.
They might give me pilchards in Panama,
Or halibut in Nome.
But on the other hand, I get
Some very good fish at home.
So shall I up and travel?
I think, on balance, not.
So the fat cat sat on his suitcase,
And did not move a lot.
The Invisible Man put his coat
And went out one day for a walk.
The townsfolk all gaped in amazement;
Their faces much whiter than chalk.
The Invisible Man asked them, puzzled:
“Have you never seen nothing before?”
But because his loud voice came from nowhere
The citizens trembled the more.
“I just did this for laughs,” he said sadly,
“For I’m really a humorous bloke.
I knew these poor folks couldn’t see me,
But I hoped that they might see the joke.”