…And The Mouse Police Never Sleeps

Muscled, black with steel-green eyeSwishing through the rye grassWith thoughts of mouse-and-apple pie.Tail balancing at half-mast.…and the mouse police never sleepsLying in the cherry tree.Savage bed foot-warmerOf purest feline ancestry.Look out, little furry folk!He's the all-night working cat.Eats but one in every tenLeaves the others on the mat.…and the mouse police never sleepsWaiting by the cellar door.Window-box town crier;Birth and death registrar.With claws that rake a furrow redLicensed to mutilate.From warm milk on a lazy dayTo dawn patrol on hungry hate.…no, the mouse police never sleepsClimbing on the ivy.Windy roof-top weathercock.Warm-blooded night on a cold tile