Click-clack clatter claws at the doormat. Right where our ramada had roofed a small rat. "What was that?", asked the rat. Which in fact, twas our cat. Nearing fast to the rat Who has asked, "What was that?" Twas a blur, and a crash, Then the black flash did slash, But fell flat.
This was in response to a prompt in a poetry discord i'm in. 'Write a poem that focuses on the sound of the "a" in "hat".'
If you want to check out the discord here's a link! https://discord.gg/6eSdZjV