Barn Cats: Poem
On the Daddykirbs Farm there once live no cats.
The word spread fast, then moved in the rats.
At first a few that were handled by pistol and traps.
Each night was a hunt, but it was like playing craps.
The kids on the farm always wanted new pets.
“No cats in the house” Daddy says, he was afraid they’d forget.
When mama asked if they could get a kitty.
Daddykirbs gave in because she was pretty.
The first arrived as rescues from a home with no owner.
Four in all, but three didn’t stay so one was a loner. Continue reading Rats! Farm Barn Cats