Kat you card, Kat you climb
Catastrophies, but not your rhyme
The thickest head of all; this time
Naught Kat nor Mouse, but mine the crime

'Lectrons running down our wires
To spring, as live computeral pyres
But alas our broadside fliers
Do stand the test of timely triers...

May goodness be the wellspring of the dreams you are! ttr