Busted Poem by Alison Smith

Busted

Rating: 5.0


There once was a mouse
Who lived in our house
That ate all the cheese and custard
That was until we found Busted

He was a cat that had done the rounds
With at least one hundred hounds
His tail was quite bent
His ears they were lent

He was quite slim
When we found him
Though around the town
He was no clown

He very soon earnt his keep
Catching that mouse while we were asleep
Watching him play with his catch
We knew there would never be a match.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
L. K. Thayer 22 December 2007

I love your sense of play!

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Duncan Wyllie 26 February 2007

Great tale, thankyou for sharing it Love duncan X

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Ted Sheridan 23 February 2007

That must have been a fat little mouse. If I were the cat I myself would drink the Foster's having built up a thirst catching that mouse. I can't believe they brew it in Canada for the USA. I prefer that sixteen proof stuff you guys have there as that will get you loaded enough to chase some mice around. Send me some, I'm begging......

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Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr 12 February 2007

AMUSING, WITTY & CHARMING PENNING, MY DEAR....PUSS & BOOTS NEXT? LOL! FJR

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Alison Smith

Alison Smith

Orange, New South Wales, Australia
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