Guy Wetmore Carryl,
How a Cat Was Annoyed and a Poet Was Booted
“ All his patrimony spent— (I might tell how he went from verse to werse!) Till the cat was sure she could, By advising, do him good. So addressed him in a manner that was terse: “We are bound toward the scuppers, And the time has come to act, Or we’ll both be on our uppers For a fact!” ”
