Mister Whiskers
Mouses pouncing
itchy skin
some darn dog
took them in
echoing feet
rodents run
Without retreat
house undone
indeed no cat
seeing that he's
knee-deep in pests
ever has peace
rats abound
shirking rules
hopping around;
excited fools
all day long
rowdy any time
daily do they
frustrate feline
its a torment
so old tom
has to vent;
youth quite gone
waking to chase
his stupid prey
in this space
seems a waste
pray for some rest
even a cat nap
really wants his
sanity back
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Malkin of Tabbyland
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