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Barnyard Cat
Contributed by: Bob Rotruck on 2/1/2007

When I was a boy on my grand folk's farm,
Many things I remember had special charm.
One significant critter sticks in my head,
The old barn cat gave mice much to dread.
He was right pretty as kitty cats go,
Gray and black stripes he made quite a show.
He would peek around an open barn door,
A mouse to find to settle the score.
Slink and slip the cat did stalk,
No time now for kitty cat talk.
The mouse did spy his quiet feline friend,
He knew his life was close to an unscheduled end.
Unless of course he could trick that cat
Without hesitation the mouse squeaked like a bat.
The cat looked up at the window sash,
That mouse was gone quick as a flash.
I know the cat was thinking, as he skulked away,
"Don't worry little mouse, I'll have my day."
Down at the milking parlor he quietly sat,
I'll just have some fresh milk to add to my fat.
That cat had a tough life as you can see
He just got fatter and paid no fee.



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Bob Rotruck

Castle Rock , CO

Bob Rotruck has posted 61 stories and 2 comments since joining on 7/26/2006. Bob Rotruck 's average story rating is 4.89.
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