IS THAT KIZZIE CAT?
A fat, furry tiger-and-white
In the hallway here…
Posing in front of his apartment door,
As he does throughout the year.
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Flops himself indolently
Stretching out in cat display…
Woe betide the scratcher of bellies,
He might not want to stay.
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When we first moved in next door
A poodle had resided here…
Kizzie clawed the poodle’s paws
The poor dog ran in fear.
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We had a cat of our own at the time
But Kizzie bold as brass…
Entered our apartment,
Vanquishing the dog at last!
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For nailing the little dog paws,
Kizzie lost his front claws…
When that dog walked by
A careful eye
Was kept where Kizzie might pause.
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Our cat has gone
But Kizzie the cat lives on….
Sometimes he greets me with his feats,
Slips into his door and is gone.
–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 