...and The Mouse Police Never Sleeps

Muscled, black with steel-green eye

Swishing through the rye grass

With thoughts of mouse-and-apple pie.

Tail balancing at half-mast.

...and the mouse police never sleeps ---

Lying in the cherry tree.

Savage bed foot-warmer of purest feline ancestry.

Look out, little furry folk!

He's the all-night working cat.

Eats but one in every ten ---

Leaves the others on the mat.

...and the mouse police never sleeps ---

Waiting by the cellar door.

Window-box town crier;

Birth and death registrar.

With claws that rake a furrow red ---

Licensed to multilate.

From warm milk on a lazy day

To dawn patrol on hungry hate.

...no, the mouse police never sleeps ---

Climbing on the ivy.

Windy roof-top weathercock.

Warm-blooded night on a cold tile.


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