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Work's been slow. The following is a result of that. No words have been added, only remixed. My apologies to Mssrs Poe and Geisel.

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play,
So we sat in the house all that cold, cold wet day.
So all we could do was to sit, sit sit sit
And we did not like it not one little bit.
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
And then something went BUMP
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
How that bump made us jump
“‘Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more.”

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
We looked, then we saw him step in on the mat
We looked and we saw him, the Cat in the Hat.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;—vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow-
And he said to us, “Why do you sit there like that?
I know it is wet and the sun is not sunny
But we can have lots of good fun that is funny
I know some good games we could play,” said the Cat,
“I know some new tricks,” said the Cat in the Hat.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me--filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before,
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
Our mother was out of the house for the day.”
"Now now, have no fear, have no fear" said the Cat,
"My tricks are not bad," said the Cat in the Hat.
“But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you"--here I opened wide the door--
Darkness there and nothing more.

"Have no fear," said the Cat, "I will not let you fall
I will hold you up high as I stand on a ball,
Look at me, look at me now," said the Cat.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before.
“That is not all, oh no, that is not all.”

That is what the Cat said, and then he fell on his head.
He came down with a BUMP from up there on the wall.
"But I like to be here, oh I like it a lot,
I will not go away I do not wish to go.
So, so, so, I will show you another good game that I know.”
And then he ran out and then fast as a fox
The Cat in the Hat came back in with a box.

"Now look at this trick' said the Cat "Take a look!"
Then he got up on top with a tip of his hat.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he,
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door--
Back into the chamber turning, all my sour within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping something louder than before.

“Let me see, then, what thereat is and this mystery explore--
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;--
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
"I call this game Fun in a Box," said the Cat.
Though its answer little meaning--little relevancy bore;
Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
He said "Do I like this? Oh no I do not.”

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