TRUE TALE OF AN ALLEY CAT.

A TALE OF AN ALLEY CAT

I am originally an alley cat who is looked after every day
By a smashing elderly couple who really went out of their way
To gain my confidence and help to make me a sociable house cat
And it took a very long time before I would lie on the fireside mat.

They named me Tiger Tim and tempted me everyday with fish
And put fresh milk out for me every morning in a china dish
I took to the old couple and they put a cat flap in the back door
So that I could come and go as I pleased they got to know the score.

I repaid them by ripping their curtains and the chairs to sharpen my claws
But they still wanted to help me when I had glass stuck in my paws.
I met a female alley cat one night she looked so bedraggled and worn
So I decided to take her through the cat flap to stay with me till morn,

The look on the face of my couple as they could see two cats not one
I was wary of them and was expecting a scolding as I got ready to run.
But surprisingly they fussed over us stroking our heads with care
Saying at the same time that my friend was welcome there.

So now I have a Mrs to look after plus three extra mouths to feed
I think my elderly couple now know that they tamed me well indeed.

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