When Tibbles had Nibbles

 

There once was a mouse

We had in our house

Came over the fence

And I use the past tense

Advisedly

 

For I have a cat

Who’s getting quite fat

Less crotchet, more minim.

But still has it in him…

Literally.

 

He pussy foots around

Look what I found!

Fluff on his claws

Spaghetti in his jaws,

Dangling.

 

His fluffed up tail

Like a dodgem rail

Purr-fect question mark

Strolls into the dark,

Really?

 

Soon I felt quite sad

Told him I was mad

But he was being deceived

I really felt relieved,

Secretly

 

He dashed through the gap,

No paws, in a flap

Clapping as it closed

The mouse soon disposed,

Luckily.

 

One witness saw the crime

Stood frozen all the time

Through his prison rails,

Inside, his heart wails

Nibbles.

 

My cat’s whiskers still

Feline groovy from its kill

The hamster now in view

He whispered, “Next it’s you!”,

Darkly.

 

Thus death meets life

I told it to the wife

Your cat’s done the deed

He won’t need a feed,

Stuffed.

 

Nibbles looks quite edgy

Seen Tibbles ain’t no veggy

They share the long day

He keeps the cat at bay,

Dinner.

 

Hamster’s friend, not food

You’d better just be good,

His eyes narrow to a slot,

At every chance he’s got,

Assassin.

 

One day the cage is empty,

Tibbles has had plenty,

He got a bit too close.

Now Nibbles is toast,

Finally.

 

RIP Nibbles

 

M x