The Button Man

The Button Man

The Button Man is angry
As he holds his quivering light
Because the Button Cat just woke him
In the middle on the night

Those wretched stairs he’ll have to climb,
That hall he’ll have to tread;
They are so very cold and hard.
The make him miss his bed

What could that irksome pussy want?
So urgently she mews,
The Button Man begins to think,
“This could be all a ruse.”

That cat has never ceased to be
The bane of Buttons days.
His time is spent, alone on her
But secretly… she pays.

You see, our little button friend
Has quite an evil side.
That’s what him calm exterior
So aptly tries to hide.

When pussy isn’t watching,
Her doom he tries to plot.
But up until this moment
It all has been for naught.

The latest scheme he’s thought of
Is a rather gruesome one
And he’s thinking that this midnight
Is when it should be done.

As he comes upon his kitty’s spot
With an evil grin,
He opened up the door for her
And begged her to come in.
　　
So in the little kitty trots,
So trusting, so faith-filled
She has no clue that oh so soon,
She will be brutally killed.

He leads the kitty to her dish
And fills it with a treat.
But when she goes to eat it up,
He knocks her of her feet!

He lifts his knife in anger,
Ready for the kill
But just when he’s about to act,
He lost the will to kill.

What could he have been thinking?!

That puss is his best friend.
She may be difficult at times,
But he’ll love her till the end.

He drops the knife to hug her,
But she will not hear of it!
And when he pulls away from her,
He finds he has been bit!

He tries to help her understand;
To make this all work out,
But she has now picked up the knife
And chases him about.

The scene was very bloody
When the cat was finally done.
She quickly washed her hand of him,
Then turned around to run.

“Well, that’s exactly what you get,”
The puss thought with a sigh,
“When the only thing you really want’
Is for your cat to die.”
　
END