Caroling Is Not Divine To The Feline!

The stinking carolers are heard all around. I hate their screechy sound. Caroling or doing some party thing, both annoy the cat at his wing. I need new signs to stave off their whines.

 
The nuts of those not snip snip,May take a flying trip.Wouldn't want them seen,By a squirrel at my scene.
 
Jurassic Park,Left its mark.So they will run,Getting eaten on the loo is no fun.
 
They may not like to hear no,So away they will go.Straight home,And won't roam.
 
See, I'm fine with some at my sea.Not all of them have to flee.I can get ear plugs for some,Unless they also have a huge bum.
 
Make them think,At my rink.Then I'll chuck my own,Here at the tone.
 
A mutt has a use.Beats a noose.Shoot them in the bum,Then their voice will go numb.
 
How dare they try and use my box.I'll have to get double locks.Or just make them think once more.Should keep them away from my door.
 
They will hurl,Run away in a whirl.Scream like a little girl.I'll laugh and twirl.
 
Unless they are in a nudist convention,They'd run at first mention.Then again they could be proud,And want to stand out from the crowd.
 
Had to return,For another turn.It might make them read,Stopping the whiny singing deed.
So think any of those will work to scare away the singing off key nuts with a smirk? If not I could always hit them with the sharp edge or push them off the balcony ledge. The cat is so crass, but it does not bother my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.