THE OWL AND THE PUSSYCAT
THE OWL AND THE PUSSYCAT
Odd couple indeed Elon and Donald
A partnership of distrust contrast
Came abord and willing to paddle
The ship heavy he lightens the bow
But this man could not row
Surprisingly Donald did not know
Took his money and plenty of honey
All wrapped up in a pretty bow
Sat in the middle while others row
Meanwhile the last administration
Would make him quite a sensation
Boosting the electric car generation
II
Yes, Pussycat Elon was quite a felon
Year twenty-five hoping to stay alive
Singing praises of the jolly old Owl
Matching a hiper fayze time went by
The Pussycat was cleaver indeed
Thinking he could out Fox the old Owl
Came abord the jolly pea green boat
With a salvation band of merry men
And swab the deck from left and right
While Satan laughing with delight
Acoustic chills went up that night
All hell broke loose oh what a fight
No other than the Owl bill that’s right
III
A cut here a cut there a cut everywhere
Slicing electric car generation asunder
Which then left the Pussy cat to ponder
And the ingrate Owl blew like thunder
Thus, dissolving a partnership no wonder
Their voices you hear echo in the blender
A war of words a sentiment of regrets
The old Owl mandate trumps neglects
Majority rules and there are no regrets
Kenvil Atkins poet
