Cats delight me,hiding in my bed


Cats delight me,hiding in my bed
Running down the stairs, with backturned head
Jumping up to catch a butterfly
Tickling me as on my couch I lie.
In my dream I saw them, fifty five
One was in the bath ,I nearly cried
Everywhere I went cats followed me
Pied Piper of the felines I shall be
Remember Blythburgh church floodlit and fine
The owners of the cottage drew few lines
.They had seven cats, all Siamese
How could even God compete with these?
The Church, a small Cathedral of the Marsh
Kept cats in their own place which I thought harsh
For cannot cats join in to sing the hymns
Christmas Carols, Requiems, a sin?
The cats were leaping on me in my dream
Wanting a large ball and lots of cream
Full of life and humour they live well
Scratching my new sofa, ringing bells
If I dream of happy cats I wake
The sky is blue and I make no mistakes

Photo by Zaksheuskaya on
Art by Katherine

Xmas ramblings

Halleluliya,Christmas Eve
Tons of hatemail,I received
Then a child from down the street
Made a card for me,so sweet

Leonard Cohen makes me weep
I love him but the price is steep

The more you hear the more you learn
Christmas feasts are now well earned

Nurses run around the wards
They at least are never bored

Now I have to have a jab
In my shoulder,is that bad?

We think every pain must go
In my case,it’s rather slow

I have got a Xmas cake!
About 2 inches wide and broad

I have puddings and mince pies
Do they know I’m MI5?

I’m no good at being a spy
Since I only use one eye

I don’t believe I could tell lies
Yes,I do not have a pie.

What’s religion if we hurt
The poor who think they have no worth?

Going to church in your new coat
See a mugger, clutch your throat

Why not move to where I live
The neighbours here just give and give

I’ve got 20 more mince pies
Chocolates, cake and more beside

A china mug, a desk diary
Oh police, what, an enquiry!

I do not want to go to jail
I only “borrowed” that red pail!
I stole a loaf but it was stale
I will have to take the veil