Escapade of King Cat
Smack and stomp. Snatch and grab. In her mouth, cheese and mouse.
Trot, trot, trot, proud to bring captured rodent into the house.
Mother screams, yells, jumps on a high black kitchen chair.
Child follows suit, there is fear felt in the summer air.
Don’t put it down! The mother shrieks with concern.
The child laughs a nervous laugh that I soon learn.
It’s only a mouse, I say, with the strut of a man.
King Cat shakes his head no. He is not a big fan.
Come on! Please share! I say, holding out my hand.
There is a scream now from the woman of this land.
I give her a look and roll my hazel gold eyes.
She is not happy with me at all, no big surprise.
It’s only a mouse, I say, not terribly impressed.
King Cat wanders off, with a rush, truly best.
Only a mouse! The wife screams in a ridiculous way.
Unfortunately, her child learns this silliness too on this day.
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