Merlin the Magic Cat
Arthur, the King, had a big table that
Was ever so round and was heavy and flat
One day it collapsed and it squashed Merlin - SPLAT!
But the wizard came back as a soppy old cat
In Camelot, soon all the doggies were gone
In Camelot, all of the rats tried it on
In Camelot, where the cat wasn’t so daft
He muttered this spell (which was catty witchcraft)
“Gone, the wizard, wise of brow
Gone, the dog, no bow wow wow
Hail the cat, meow meow
Rats, be lunch before me now.”
But wizards, even when they’re cats
Exceed all human lifetime stats
Arthur, long since in the ground
Merlin now, is still around
Not a cat inclined to roam
Never lacked for hearth and home
Any home mad keen on doggies
One quick spell and they choose moggies
Did that in this very house
Turned the dog into a mouse
We took him in and called him Muffy
Silly name, but we’re not stuffy
Under the table, a bed for Muffy
We laid a mat, all pink and fluffy
Muffy spoke which messed my head
Still I heard what Muffy said…
“You may think I’m a soppy cat
Which might explain my fluffy mat
But that there table’s round and flat
There’s no way I’ll sleep under that!”
“I am wizard, wise of brow
Though my skin be feline now
I’m no ‘Muffy’ anyhow
I am Merlin, then… and now!”
6 October 2022
Contest: Merlin The Magic Cat
Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose
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