'Why Meow?' by Abby Lloyd at Catbox Contemporary, New York

I don’t know why this happened I don’t know what I did Before I woke this morning I swear I was a kid

I had two smooth cheeks And a nose that was always dry Maybe this all happened Because I told a lie

Or maybe it was that trick I pulled On that wretched old hag When I snuck into her chamber And stole her magic bag

If I only knew my future, When I swapped it for an ol’ sack I swear it wasn’t thievery I was going to give it back

I never thought she had it in her To do something so cruel To banish me to a cat tower I guess I was a fool

But this, I could have never guessed To become part cat and part girl I’ve grown great big whiskers And a tail that won’t uncurl

Guess I should’ve known That the ol’ witch couldn’t take a joke Maybe she’ll take pity on me Or just condemn me ’til I croak

Now I’m in a feline prison Oh what do I do now Oh I think it’s useless Oh why me, why MEOW?

— Abby Lloyd