The Cat and the Bird
It came out of nowhere, quick as a flash;
landing on the ground by a small piece of trash.
It happened all so fast that I didn't even notice;
the chances of survival were about to be hopeless.
The bird that flew by me was snatched up ahead
by the mouth of a cat, and I was sure it was dead.
I strolled on by, offering condolences to the bird
whose life was cut short by an animal that purred.
'He sure didn't put up a struggle', I thought;
Poor thing must have been shocked at how he got caught.
Taking a seat on the bench was rest time for me
but I was unaware of the show that I was about to see.
The cat had dropped the bird from its jaw
to prep the prey with the help of a paw.
But to my surprise a funny thing happened;
That bird was alive! I saw his wing flappin'.
The cat noticed, too and went for the kill;
But my new hero was not going against his will.
He flew in mid-air right on the cat's nose
and used his little claw to deliver several blows.
The cat was stunned and incidentally so was I;
That little bird fought back with vengeance in his eye!
I chuckled in silence as the bird flew away;
my hero will live to fight another day.
As for the cat his ego was bruised
and having lost that battle he looked a bit confused.
His doubt may not let him try that stunt again
and he walked away slowly, taking one on the chin.
The situations we face whether big or small
will always come together if we give it our all.
I congratulate that bird as I raise my cup
because this is another reason why we should never give up!
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