Hercules and Adonis Serenade Devout

Hercules was serenading his sweetie from a wobbly willow chair. His melodic notes of love swoon floated mightily in the air. His voice was on fire today, all the females better watch out. Serenading a sisterly trio – Ms. Meow, Ms. Prayer and Ms. Devout. What are you yowling about? Asked a grouchy tom name of Pete. Not ever friends, but he said, “Scoot over! I’ll join you on that seat.” Hercules wanted to look good incase the beautiful cats looked out. So, he scooted over, and gave room. Hoping to see Miss Cutie Devout. Devout is mine, the Tom said, in a confident but territorial way. That’s when two of the mademoiselles looked out and yelled “Hey!” Hercules could not sing, he was so irritated by this uncouth fool. To scrap with him or bite him now might look a bit uncool. What is your name? He asked the Tom. Hoping it was Mr. Mud. “It’s Adonis,” the puffed-up tom cat, he was as ugly as chewed cud. “Hi Adonis!” Ms. Meow said in a sing-song-sort of way!” “Sing for us?” Prayer asked. “It’s been sad with Ms. Devout away.” Where is Devout? Interloper interfering cat and I immediately asked. Toms soon discovered she had eloped last night with Mr. T.J. Crashed. Crashed! Ms. Prayer and Ms. Meow were looking better all the time. You can have Ms. Prayer, Adonis said. “Ms. Meow is mine!”