Mice and Stars

MICE AND STARS Used to be a nocturnal kind of guy and all that: Out after dark looking for cheese and scraps And pieces of bread and potato perhaps - Watching out for the neighbour’s infernal cat, Till Joe said hey Mick take a look up there - Looks like a zillion cats in the night skies Looking down at us with all those staring eyes - Man that was enough to give us both a scare. Me and Joe still scamper round the park; But only daytime rodent-activity for us. No longer the focus of any skyborne puss, We simply never go out after dark.