Why the Cat Purrs

Why the Cat Purrs There once was a Persian Pussycat Who always loved to pounce He relished skittering, squeaking mice That he munched on by the ounce One day a mouse named Mortimer Cried: “I’m no tasty treat! You’ll surely hate my bones and fur Sticking in your teeth!” “So Percival, please be merciful Have a heart - reconsider – do! Even a fine feline like yourself Loathes a messy meal – don’t you?” “Little mousy morsel purr-haps you’re right” His Royal Percyness said “In fact, purr-suade me, impurr-tinent pal Make me spare your life instead” As the cat settled down and fluffed his ruff Morty’s sweat began to run Mr. P flashed his beautiful azure eyes You could tell he was having fun “All cats love chicken and beef” said the mouse “It’s so easy to open up tins! Say – you could lie on a beach all day Ingesting fish with great big fins!” “As if I would deign to get sand in my coat” Besides, I already eat those” I’ve had dinner, but guess who'll be dessert?” Then swallowed Morty from head to toes Every breed of cat is purr-fectly content Chasing and playing with its prey They have their mouse and eat it too That’s purr-petually their way Entry for the Cat Tails Contest by Constance La France