Ninja Cat
NINJA CAT
Zoph was two people not the same
Daughter’s darling, harmless, even to mice.
Schitzophrenia was his middle name;
And out in Zophland not too nice.
Her cat relaxed, stretched, purred
Front paws on her lap, free,
Poured himself on the sofa unstirred
Gently kneading along her knee.
Who dared to enter Zophland at night?
Neighbour’s cat, a ginger cringer:
Cat howls whined before the fight
Zoph struck with speed of Ninja.
Ginger backed off and ran
Better part of valour.
Ruining the cringer’s plan,
Zoph chased off his frightened pallour.
Milk now and then more sofa -
Daughter's knee and purr again.
The challenge to his land is over
Zoph’s two kingdoms are his to reign.
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Entered in Yasmin Khan's Contest Dr.Jekyll and Mr.Hyde
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