Tic, tic, tic, tic, tic
Walking on the wooden floor –
His claws need trimming
Tic, tic, tic, tic, tic
Walking on the wooden floor –
His claws need trimming
Two flies encircle
The dead rat on the shed roof
A gift from my cat
Orange, green and blue
Make a wonderful display –
Above the grapevine beams
Sniffing the blossoms
Bob is enjoying the scent
As much as I am
Paw prodding my head
When that fails, teeth sink in –
A sharp wake up call