Whisper (Simon Durney) (1)
Whisper
I hear something in the early hours
As I'm stirring in my bed
So I creep downstairs to find the cat
Playing with a mouse's head
My fridge is almost full
My cupboards aren't even bare
There's a variety of meat
But I prefer mine medium rare
Whisper has only been here for a week
And has started to bring me presents
Yesterday ''twas a a little bird
I hope he doesn't progress to pheasants
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