Mr Puss Cat
There was a cat, called Marmalade,
he rolled in the sun, and played and played,
he chased bees, and butterflies, in the yard,
climbed trees, and jumped fences,
then got bored.
The house where he lived
was on a slope,
that went down to a beach,
and the ocean, that rolled.
didn’t like water much,
but he fancied a fish,
for his lunch.
So, he tucked himself into a ball,
that rolled, and rolled, and rolled some more,
till Marmalade heard the sound of the waves;
he was on the sand, where children played.
One of them, who was a rascal,
had a bucket and spade,
and made a sandcastle,
and round the castle was a moat,
and on the roof, a flag,
like a fort.
Mr Puss Cat never said a word,
instead he pranced in circles, and purred,
for he didn’t want to dip in the sea,
unless it proved quite necessary.
But Jim, the rascal, had no money,
to get any lunch for the Puss Cat’s tummy –
and Puss Cat had to go elsewhere,
‘cos the little Jim had,
he wouldn’t share.
At the edge of the water, Puss Cat did wait,
when, he saw a seagull – ‘twas getting late,
“Will you go and catch fresh fish for me-
Oh beautiful bird, of the seven seas!”
“Maybe I will,” the seagull said.
“Do you like mackerel, Marmalade?”
And the cat replied, “Whatever you catch,
I’m sure will be a tasty snack!”
So seagull went out, and in one dive,
he caught a tasty fish, alive,
and he and the Puss Cat shared a tea,
of tasty mackerel – from the sea.
’Tis true the cat had the lion’s share,
but seagull didn’t think it unfair,
‘cos Puss Cat was so much bigger than him,
and the seagull didn’t mind being thin.
But when it was time to go back home,
the cat couldn’t roll – uphill, on his own –
so he slept on the beach, of golden sands,
and waited for the owner, who came in a van,
to take him straight back home for a treat –
a saucer of cream, and some more to eat!
Copyright Suzy Davies, 08/08/2016. All Rights Reserved.