The Poet's Cat's Hunger

The poet sat deep in thought The cat thought how it could eat The duo were so busy A mouse just went quite quick The poet raised his finger And the cat aimed its paws It was going to get its supper And the mouse would be in a plate The mouse saw the cat there Underneath the poet's feet He didn't want to be dinner Who would want to be So he planned his little escapade And the cat thought of his tummy Been rumbling for 12 hours Since the poet wrote his poem So the cat jumped at the little mouse And the mouse jumped at the poet And a rumblin' and a tumblin' All happened that day The cat clawed the poet The poetry was ruined The poet was so angry His head erupted too All brains were in the living room And the mouse ran for its life While the ambulance made its way And the paramedics were shocked To see the brains in the floor While the cat was still hungry And nobody paid him heed Poor little cat he is Lost his master and his prey