A cat and mouse set sail,
getting drenched in the rain.
The cat had inflicted
the mouse so much pain.
Soon their ship crashed,
and they were separated at sea.
One landed upon shore
and the other with me.
I took the little mouse in,
and mended her wounds.
Who would of known
I would be left so soon.
So the little mouse left,
without a word of goodbye.
And left me only
hatred in my eye.
No more words are spoken
not a hi at the least.
so I whisper my words
and let the mighty cat feast.
