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The Coloring Book

In which, a cat named HR becomes friends with the mice.

Molly and Marge get ready for the party.

HR's Mom and Dad    

   HR alone and lonely
    outside the party 

The party is going strong       


Everyone's friends 


Mouseville was ready, at last it was fall.
The day had arrived for the Halloween Ball.

Molly and Marge finished cleaning the hall,
and now it was ready for one and all.

They came from all over the country that night on their very best wagons,
down roads by moonlight.

Some of them came over twenty five miles,
all of them came with their biggest of smiles.

But up on a hill all alone in the trees,
sat a cat named H.R. with his head on his knees.

On this beautiful night he was lonely and sad,
he was so far from home and he missed Mom and Dad.

In Mouseville the party was now going strong.
The mayor had spoken, but not very long.

The magic show started with Millie and Mel,
when suddenly Millie let out such a yell:

“There’s a cat in the window, it’s not an illusion”,
and then the whole party broke into confusion.

They were all so afraid, Millie yelled: “Calm down,
just watch me I’ll run that old cat out of town!”

She marched out quite angrily, slamming the door,
and she yelled at the cat, and she yelled more and more.

Millie thought she heard crying, and looked up to see,
there was H.R. with his head on his knee.

“I’m just so darn lonesome, when I saw y’all,
I just wanted to watch, never been to a Ball.”

“Thought maybe, just maybe there might be a chance
you’d have room for a stranger here at your dance.”

He cried and he cried, Millie murmured:
“Oh dear, if you’ll only stop crying I’ll ease the gang’s fear”.

“We have a new friend who’s come to our Ball,
and I know he’s a cat and I know that he’s tall,
but we’ll finish our party out here in the street,
so he can be with us to dance, sing and eat.”

The mice and H.R. became friends on that day,
And I’ve heard that H.R. has decided to stay.

Next Halloween Ball, to make things twice as glad,
the mice are inviting H.R.’s Mom and Dad.

They had all been so happy on that special night,
when they’d learned to stop thinking all cats will bite

They’d learned to stop assuming cats will eat mice.

Each cat’s an individual
And that’s just so so nice.

Poem copyright © 2007 Dianne Lesile Marion

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