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The Cat Play Book IV-Building A Better Mousetrap

Old Cat was relaxing, Young Cat by his side. When suddenly a big Mouse scurried on by. "What was that I just saw?" Old Cat had cried. Young Cat just sat there, mouth agape and  eyes wide. "A Mouse?" said Young Cat with disbelief, "Although the moment I saw was very brief. Whatever it was, it ran very fast, And before I could think, it already had passed." Old Cat yelled, "A Mouse!  Our house is afflicted! Without a doubt, he must be evicted! It's up to us, our responsibility- A job that we've handled throughout history!" "We must get this done, not a minute to waste! Come with me now, we can't be disgraced. Everyone will know," Old Cat had frowned, "That's how fast word of Mouse gets around!" Old Cat got up, with Young Cat behind, Devoted to the task he was newly assigned. At the basement door, Young Cat looked with awe, As Old Cat, to a scanner, raised his right paw. "This is my lab, the scanner keeps oth

The Cat Play Book Mini - King

Don't come at me! Can you not see? I'm the toughest around! You think you're strong? You'll see you're wrong! I'll swat you right to the ground! I can see out so far! And touch all the stars! I'm hundred of stories high! You can't get me down, Or out of your town! No matter how many planes you do fly! I'm the strongest ape! Just look at my shape! You have no control over me! Try as you might, You can't match my fight! It's hopeless, soon you will see! Old Cat and Dog stared As Young Cat, teeth bared, Hung off of his tallest cat post. Swatting at flies, With intense, glaring eyes, In his daydream completely engrossed. "Cats are so weird," Dog simply sneered. Old Cat just shook his old head. "Don't say 'all cats'- We're not all like that. Young Cat's simply, um, spirited." "What can he be thinking?" Dog asked, staring, blinking At Young Cat, with his limbs all askew. Giving shoulders a shrug And

Prickly

The Hedgehog felt a little down. Lonely, he felt quite sad. Such a friendly and outgoing guy, But hugs he never had. By nature, he was warm-hearted, And loved to talk and chat. But his quills were sharp, so friends stayed far. He couldn't blame them for that. On a walk he saw the Rabbit, Teary and wet-eyed. Rabbit explained he stubbed his toe. "It hurts so much!" he cried. Hedgehog gave his sympathies, And thought a hug would help. But as his spikes stuck Rabbit, He shouted, "Ouch!" and yelped. Rabbit frowned and limped away. Hedgehog then did lament,  "My aim was to give comfort- Pain was never my intent." He could not play with his mates, Not Touch Football nor Tag, Red Rover, Leapfrog, or Hand Clap. And not Capture the Flag. They didn't want to leave him out. They did like him so much. But what else could they do When his body hurt to touch? So Hedgehog would walk b

Birds of a Feather

In New York, people move so fast, Tall buildings line your sight. When the sun sets, lights turn on, Bright as day in dark of night. In urban streets you wouldn't think That wildlife abounds. But there are many animals On these concrete grounds. In Central Park you see, of course,  Birds of different hues. Squirrels, Raccoons and Mice you'll see Romping within your view. But the animal that you'll see most  Is the common street Pigeon. The City Bird of New York, And that's where we begin... Our Pigeon today has just moved Into the borough of Manhattan, From the relative quieter place Of an island we call Staten. On his own for the first time, While an avenue he crossed, He found himself a bit lonely And feeling a little lost. Seeking a flock, the right fit- A place he could belong, But everywhere that he looked, Things seemed to just go wrong. First he tried a group of birds Outside a hot dog
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