Old Fat Parish Cat Poem by Mark Heathcote

Old Fat Parish Cat

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Old fat parish cat
wears a church spire for a hat
wears a white-collar
with a gold disk for his namesake
around his black nape
now, what do you think of that?

The mice he guides
them to their pews
in their piety
they all look bemused,
as he reads them,
the Lord's sweet angelic muse.

Friday, February 5, 2016
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 05 February 2016

not frightening, but slightly shaking the muse of the rational readers, who may think out of box to find out the truth for themselves..well done..

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