Pretty Places

[Penners]

Cat! Who hast past thy Grand Climacteric,
How many mice and Rats hast in thy days
Destroy'd

And how many nestlings has though chewed for no bloody reason except wanton destruction.
Or field voles hast thou tormented with a full belly of kit-e-kat.
Can thee number the endangered Dormice sent to rodent valhalla?
While big scary rats frightened thineself so much that thee buggered off to massacre something smaller and leave the tough jobs to the Jack Russell from next door.

Whahaaay! I vote for Christian as Poet Labradaureate!

 

[Moo]

May I second that?

"What oft was thought, but ne'er so well express'd"

 

[christianb]

I am deeply humbled. Alas, I am still working on the final verse which eulogises about the beauty of cr*pping outside a litter tray instead of in it.

 

[Penners]

I am still working on the final verse which eulogises about the beauty of cr*pping outside a litter tray instead of in it.

Christian - I claim no special qualifications as a critic, but I think it's best if you omit your personal toilet habits from the poem.