Cat a poem by Eleanor Farjeon

Atter her, atter her,
Sleeky flatterer,
Spitfire chatterer,
Scatter her, scatter her
      Off her mat!
      Treat her rough!
Git her, git her
Whiskery spitter!
Catch her, catch her,
Green-eyed scratcher!
      Don’t miss her!
Run till you’re dithery,
      Pfitts! Pfitts!
      How she spits!
      Spitch! Spatch!
      Can’t she scratch!
Scritching the bark
Of the sycamore-tree,
She’s reached her ark
And’s hissing at me.
      Pfitts! Pfitts!
      Wuff! Wuff!


Poetry ,

Written by glasskey

I am a secondhand and antiquarian bookseller living in France. I have a bookshop in the Cité de l'Ecrit, Montmorillon, near Poitiers. I also sell books on-line through my own website and through various open sites like Abe books, Amazon and Biblio.

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