She begged him for a favour
"Please catch that stray for me"
And as he sought to please her
He cornered that small beast
That cat it scratched and bit him
Drawing blood from within his veins
But he brought her that small critter
Glad to have placed him in her soft chains
His wounds grew red; infected
A fever spread across his brow
As he struggled to recover
To the doctors he did go
For a few days he felt poorly
But soon his recovery was assured
And on he went with his life
Everything was great; he was cured
A week later again he met her
A sorry tale she had to tell
That cat; it died of a fever
It had suffered its own hell
The moral of this story
How is it possible you ask?
That the cat died of deadly poison
While that human survived
Beware of "cat scratch disease"
It is deadly to humans; almost without fail
But he survived the clawing
And lived to tell the tale
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