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The Owl and the Pussycat Visit Paris

John has many years of writing experience in poetry, short fiction and text for children's books. Basically, he just loves to write.

Some Background

Originally, The Owl and the Pussy-Cat was a nonsense poem written by Edward Lear, and first published in 1871 in his book "Nonsense Songs, Stories, Botany, and Alphabets.”

"The New Adventures of the Owl and the Pussycat" began back in Poems From the Porch 12 with "The Owl and the Pussycat Get Married" and I had so much fun writing it that I have continued on from there, following with "The Owl and the Pussycat Went Into Space," and "The Owl and the Pussycat Went on Safari."

This is their latest adventure but I am enjoying the journey so I am sure there will be more to come. I hope you have fun reading about their visit to Paris, and if you have any suggestions of where they may visit in future please let me know in the comments.

Image by Annalise Batista from Pixabay

Image by Annalise Batista from Pixabay

The Owl and the Pussycat Visit Paris

The Owl and the Pussy-Cat travelled to Paris

On a plane that was shiny and sleek.

They shouted with glee, for they had much to see

And could only stay there for a week.

The Owl booked a hotel, and some tours as well,

Then they went for a cruise on the Seine.

The weather was fine, and they heartily dined

On baguettes, escargot and brie.

Escargot and brie,

Escargot and brie,

On baguettes, escargot and brie.

The River Seine: Image by Annalise Batista from Pixabay

The River Seine: Image by Annalise Batista from Pixabay

They strolled hand in hand through the city at night,

For Paris is the City of Lights.

They met a street painter, a suave alligator

Who’s accent was worse than his bite.

“Bonsoir ma Cherie, vous et une belle fille,”

He exclaimed to the Pussy in French.

“I must paint your face,” he then said with such grace,

So just sit yourself down on that bench.

On that bench,

On that bench,

So just sit yourself down on that bench.”

Then they went and drank coffee at a little cafe

And nibbled a platter of cheese,

When a black and white skunk, who was slightly drunk,

Stumbled and fell to his knees.

“Excuse me kind Sir,” he said with a slur

To the Owl who was looking concerned.

“If you help me up, I’ll buy you both a cup.

It’s the least I can do in return.

In return,

In return,

It’s the least I can do in return.”

They bid goodbye to the skunk with a nod and a wave

Then made their way to the Tower.

Under Eiffel’s huge span, Owl held Pussy’s hand

And gave her a garland of flowers.

Next Notre-Dame called, the cathedral so tall

And the church bells were simply immense.

The hunchback was there, assailing the stairs

And the atmosphere was very tense.

Intense,

Intense,

And the atmosphere was very tense.

Cathedral Notre Dame: Image by shevi7 from Pixabay

Cathedral Notre Dame: Image by shevi7 from Pixabay

The last place to visit was the Moulin Rouge,

The Owl flew right up to the top.

The red windmill of course, he spun with such force

That from then on it couldn’t be stopped.

They attended a show, the can-can you know

And Pussy-Cat was invited on stage.

The Owl cheered her on, as she danced and sang songs,

And the audience clapped up a rage.

A rage,

A rage,

And the audience clapped up a rage.

Moulin Rouge: Image by Hermann Traub from Pixabay

Moulin Rouge: Image by Hermann Traub from Pixabay

© 2020 John Hansen

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