That Bad Mannered Cat Poem by Toshie Nohara

What? That bad mannered
cat again!
Can't tolerate it!
Yesterday it came to our
garden- and its droppings a
real
mess-I got
furious
'Cos it smelt like
ammonia
I looked fiercely at the
cat -raised my
hand then
chased it away

What? That bad mannered
cat again!
This morning it dug our
cute, pretty
flowers- I shouted
How dare you-wicked destroyer!
I took a long
stick then
chased it till the
end of the
road-it
disappeared somewhere

What? That bad mannered
cat again!
This afternoon it stealthily
came near our
house
Victoriously I
stood watching with
my long
stick
It saw me -Then
bolted
Great
I won after all.