The gingham dog and the calico cat
side by side on the table sat.
Twas half past twelve and what do
you think? Not one nor t’other had slept a wink!
There was going to be a terrible
spat.
I wasn’t there. I simply state what was
told me by the Chinese plate.
The gingham dog went “bow-wow-wow,”
and the calico cat replied “meow.”
The air was littered an hour or so
with bits of gingham and calico.
Next morning where the two had sat
they found no trace of dog or cat.
And some folks think up to this day
that burglars stole the pair away!
But the truth about the cat and pup
is this. They ATE each other up!
Now what do you really think of
that?
The old Dutch clock it told me so
and that is how I came to know.
He that hath the spirit of contention is not of me, but is of the devil, who is the father of contention, and he stirreth up the hearts of men to contend with anger, one with another.
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