Beth Harvey

Muffet, Satan and Smokey

Muffet is like a snow white muff,
Soft as any powder puff.
Just a lazy kitty, she
Tho' I think that she's a he.

Satan with his coat so black,
When he leaves, he'll be back.
Nights, he wanders here and there,
Days, you'll find him in the rocking chair.

Smokey, gray as any mouse,
Always sneaking round the house.
Smirking with a nasty leer,
Warning the others not to come near.