A Most Magical Cat
I’m not sure, perhaps t’was the hat
Or the way that she hissed and then spat
It seemed t’was as simple as that
Merlin was a most magical cat
Had a pet mouse she kept tastily fat
Which she fed while they’d idly chat
Till she tossed him one day in her vat
And a horned toad now sits where he sat.
©10/5/2022
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