The Story-Pooping Cat

There was once a cat that pooped stories. She would sit up on a tree without any worries, Settle down after slurping on curry, And poop stories, without any hurry. No, it wasn't the work of elves or fairies; Just a cat that could poop stories!

"My cat doesn't always eat just fish!" Explained Aaron to his surprised Miss. "Margaret Mallikarjun Chulli-cat? She's not one to just laze on a mat... She finds storybooks, treats them as a dish; Then? EAT, SLEEP, and PUBLISH!"

"I tried it once with a Jack Russell Terrier; Made him eat some William Shakespeare... Oh, what a complete and utter disaster, It just came out a lot smellier! Margaret Mallikarjun Chulli-cat, there's no one to beat her When it comes to stories right out of her derriere."

"I even tried it with a monkey next door... (Or was it that annoying boy in Grade Four?) Well, none of it worked, I can tell you that much, And not a single story was pooped as such! It just went nuts, ate everything in the kitchen, Margaret? Could poop stories even as a kitten!"

"So you see Miss, it is a very important matter, That I have to carry this very long ladder. My beloved Margaret Mallikarjun Chulli-cat, I've to bring her down from where she's sat... When she has published after a long session, I have to use the ladder, in the interest of our nation!"

"What does that have to do with this sum?" Devidutta-Miss went pale like a dimsum. She wasn't angry, just petrified... Quite simply, she was TERRIFIED! "Thank you for being such a hero, But in maths you'll score a zero!"