He apologised to the loaf when he cut the bread

He apologised to the loaf when he cut the bread

And he wept many tears when his ants were found  all dead..

He was enamoured of spiders because he liked their webs

And even let them build one in between his ribs

He loved his wife and allowed her to be free

So she met a jolly sailor and they went out to sea.

Suddenly he realised, altruism’s bad

Unless it’s given to those folk who truly are sad.

So he made a resolution to be a bit more stern

And gave up putting dinner out for the earthworms.

He met a kind fair lady and he began to hope

She would marry him and raise some antelopes.

He said she must be free but not quite totally;

Loving other men was not permitted, you see.

Some folk can live with a marriage and affairs

Some men even keep both concubines and bears.

But he and his new lady decided to be chaste

As loving any other folk was a sorry waste.

They had many offspring of whom I am one

I look like the pussy cat , when all is said and done..

And I like being groomed and sitting on folks’ knees

Think whate’er you like but it’s fun running up trees.

My father was black and my mother is white

So I am rather mixed ,except in a good light.

I have many patches in different shades of grey

I only wish my whiskers didn’t look like hay.

I am hoping to marry when the corn and barley’s ripe

Oh, what fun we’ll have in the middle of the night.

We’ll make love in the haystack and beside the pond.

And that will leave good memories  for those who here belong