A prtty young ap namd Kat
Was tird to dath of hr mat
His roar was a bor
H mad hr ars (ears!) sor
And also h was a chapskat.
 
Sh packd hr suitcas whil h slpt
Thn out of th tr hous sh crpt
And whn h awok
H thought ‘twas a jok
His “figurin’-out” powrs wr inpt.
 
H racd through th jungle nragd
And wnt on a roaring rampag
When right in mid-wail
H spid a fmal
His angr was shortly assuagd.
 
And what of th lovly ap, Kat?
Hr tal I will gladly rlat:
Sh wnt to D.C.
Whr sh vry quickly
Took ovr as Scrtary of Stat!