Oh what of the demon cat
Foul tauntress in my sight
Whose reputation for ratting
Far exceeds her deeds this night
Far more likely she, to play
Than upon that one to pounce
She tolerates the evil rat
Within this very house
25Apr2002
I wrote this poem after an incident when a fruit rat got inside our house, and our two cats, Bonnie and Clydesdale, both female, merely watched it go. While purring no doubt.
I did ultimately find it dead behind the sofa, oh joy, so I guess they finally did something, though it didn't have a mark on it.
I have read this poem in public but this is the first time it appears in print.
