Mouser the Scouser
Tuxiwoo
and Cheriboo
kissed pink noses
amid the posies
of magic dreams
cast by moonbeams.
On the prowl
for guinea fowl
stalked a mate
matted and late.
His name was Mouser
a Bond cat Scouser.
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