Marla's Song Poem by Keith Shorrocks Johnson

When suddenly, I knew not why,
There came a funny feeling
Of something crawling up my thigh!
I nearly hit the ceiling!

A mouse I thought. How foul! How mean!
How troublingly tickly!
Quite soon I know I'm going to scream.
I've got to catch it quickly.

I made a grab. I caught the mouse,
A wriggly little lump
A mouse my foot! It was a hand -
The hand of Donald Trump.

Tis irksome when the vermin
Will brazen seek the cat
But pussy is so charming

This louse don't think of that!