The Fall of Midnight Mr. Midnight had a fright
and fell down the stairs,
The cat saw what had happened
and blamed the dog instead.
Poor Alfred, Midnight's canine friend,
They stuck a needle into him,
Alfred's eyes never opened again.
Poor little feline, no master, no friends,
Left all alone to fend for herself,
But that was never a problem,
For she was never Midnight's friend.
A fiend she was, a shadow unseen,
Now that Midnight is gone,
She can finally be the bitch she really is.

HAIL the death of Midnight!!!  ¶ 1:41 PM