That cat thinks she’s quite a mouser
but, truth be told, she’s just a houser.
At stalking and lurking she’s a master.
But catching? Well… they get past her.
Tags: cat, mouser, poem, poetry
By B Gourley in poem, Poetry on March 16, 2013.
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