Cat To Mouse, The Letter Poem by segun Johnson Ozique

Cat To Mouse, The Letter



So it came about that a letter arrived the mouse's hole step:
Reads: My Dear Mouse, I've in the past few hours been filled,
With a weirdest, uncommon desire, I thought to share.
Common knowledge it is that my only desire has been to have you vanquish;
Have you smouldered, boiled, and then hung to dry,
Such loath is not helped by the fact that you are a nagger,
Revolting, evilly, vile, disagreeable and polluting creature,
But such has been my resolve the past hours, I am inclined,
To think I judge you too harsh and my heart ache to think wicked of you,
Of this new me, I wish that we meet to make up: let by gone be,
But that you know I desire this and much more that we be friends,
That I feel this new flame of re-conciliatory fire in my under belly,
I'll, if you wish, am willing that you have present, your entire family,
That you be the one to choose the venue, time and place,
And that you can, if you so wish, determine punishment,
If someday in future this my melted heart refreezes,
Rekindled by the fire that, over the decades, made me detest you,
So, should you find it in your spirit that we let the past be,
That we can alter the course of our forefathers' chat,
What a miraculous feat our shock to the world would be.

Sincerely yours, the cat.


And the mouse responded:


Mr. Devilry Cat, my crooked eyes, quirky, daggered hands and tainted mouth enemy,
Much as the thought to share same space with you, insult my senses,
I would rather have be placed in the pit hell, where irons get smouldered to cast,
That you forever be banished to the desert where living is anguish,
That you and your entire family are stabbed in the belle and left to die in agony,
That you jump off a cliff toward a ground sown with spikes,
And as sign of your new good fate, kill your entire family;
Have them boiled and chopped to the right size and brought to me,
All these considered, yes, I do think somehow we can be the best of friends,
Be able to complement each other as fire is to water,
Would love to meet, but with you in chain and caged
.
Your Emperor, Mouse.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010
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