Some overfed cats
in Dr. Seuss hats
were looking for fun in the street.
Trash was overturned,
few tires were burned,
preparing the Shabbos to greet.
With stones piled high
no car to deny
the pleasure of smashing its glass.
While calling crass names
of those who stoked flames
and burned bodies murdered with gas.
And after the show,
with faces aglow,
they strut home to relish their meal.
Then they threaten repeat,
and stomp their feet
not caring what others may feel.
No matter the cause,
whatever the flaws,
destruction and wild rampage!
Being idle all day
with no mice to play,
having nothing the hands to engage.
They aren’t to be blamed
as felines could be tamed
and trained to be mannered and good.
The fault lies overseas
with those whom they please.
Those fat cats that supply their food.