Puss in Boots

Puss in boots

Once upon a time, in a faraway land

Lived a young boy called Tom

Who worked with his hands

All day and all night, he sewed needle and thread

To make enough boots for water and bread

Then one night

Tom's pussycat saw sweat on his brow

So he leaped on the table and shouted out loud

"Put down that old needle! Don't sew that last stitch!

Let me borrow your boots, and I'll make you rich!"

Tom did as Puss asked, and Puss hurried off

With his shiny new boots and his head held aloft

He picked flowers by moonlight, with petals of red

Then hurried to the palace, with a spring in his step

"Open up!" Said Puss, "I must see the king

I have brought him a gift, let me in! Let me in!"

The king came to meet him

Though raised from his bed

And seeing the visitor, he angrily said

"Who calls by the palace at such a late hour?

This mangy old moggy with a handful of flowers"

But Puss stood his ground, all booted and brash

A rose from my master, the Count of Carabas

The king was delighted, and asked Puss to stay

But Puss had already planned to visit the next day

And when Tom awoke from a long, sleepy night

He found Puss in Boots dancing with delight

"What is it?" Cried Tom

Puss said, "Follow me!"

He led Tom to a lake where the King had his tea

And as he pushed Tom in with an almighty splash

Some clothes for my master, the Count of Carabas!

The King sent his squire, who gave Tom new clothes

All velvets and satins, and finer than most

A great big hat with a feather, of course

And then he was handed a magnificent horse

"This is for you, Count, for the flowers you brought

And you'll always be welcome to visit my court"

But Puss whispered to Tom

"Hold tight, this is it

Let me borrow your horse, and I'll make you rich"

Tom did as Puss asked, and Puss rode away swift

To a distant stone castle where a foul ogre lived