Jehtro Tull

...And The Mouse Police Never Sleeps



Muscled, black with steel-green eye
  swishing through the rye grass
  with thoughts of mouse-and-apple pie.
Tail balancing at half-mast.
...And the mouse police never sleeps ---
  lying in the cherry tree.
Savage bed foot-warmer of purest feline ancestry.
Look out, little furry folk!
He"s the all-night working cat.
Eats but one in every ten ---
  leaves the others on the mat.
...And the mouse police never sleeps ---
  waiting by the cellar door.
Window-box town crier;
  birth and death registrar.
With claws that rake a furrow red ---
  licensed to multilate.
From warm milk on a lazy day
  to dawn patrol on hungry hate.
...No, the mouse police never sleeps ---
  climbing on the ivy.
Windy roof-top weathercock.
Warm-blooded night on a cold tile.