Horrible

It seems everywhere I have lived, in every city, There’s a character everyone knows and some pity. Melbourne has the Banana Man in his Banana suit. Many think he is strange and some think he’s beaut. In my town, a sight I pass every day is Horrible the cat. One eyed Horrible, is ugly and most tell him to scat. Fights have caused a limp and he has just one ear. He’s a sorrowful looking mess that many people fear. Some feed him, and I have given him milk to drink. I doubt anyone has gotten close, sure to be a stink He’s not the type of cat you’d love or want to own Poor old Horrible seemed happy to be all alone. A newcomer to the area took a dislike to the cat Poured water over it, so it moved from where it sat In Summer this was fine, in Winter bitterly cold The cat was near death, I picked him up to hold. That sweet cat nestled into my coat and gently purred That was a sound that from horrible no-one had heard I looked down at his unfortunate face, and shed a tear Don’t worry mate I softly said, I will stay with you here He looked back and gave a soft meow and slipped away. I missed him, but "glad he is gone" some would say. A feeling of regret that I didnt do more, I had inside. Hung a plaque on the wall. This is where Horrible did reside.