A Cat 🐈After a Rat 🐀
(Why did I write this? I was thinking of Rat Trouble at our family farm!)
I hear a rat 🐭
In my room, clawing at my mat.
And I think: “How to get rid of that?”
You might ask me a question flat,
“Why not exterminate the intruder fat?”
“I couldn’t” would be my reply pat,
“There must be some alternative to that.”
That’s when the tom cat, 🐱
stalked along, and sat,
And with attention rapt,
listened to the spat.
I could see: he was ready for combat.
He sprang forward like a jungle cat, 🐯
egged on by his digestive tract,
lost to all shame, in fact.
The prey, no stranger to such an act,
scooted away with ready tact
The predator, after only a moment to react,
gave chase, his action plan to enact.
Wide eyed 😳and silent 🤐 I sat
Like a chastened brat.
Though my senses urged me to scat,
I simply had congealed into a prat.
Presently in zoomed a gnat, 🐝
cautious to avoid a sudden swat.
And I came to, not entirely intact,
But with a question, to be exact.
“Did the cat 🐈 catch the rat?” 🐀
I hope not, for the sake of the rat!
But, if it did, for the sake of the cat,
I must be happy, and leave it at that.