Marty the mouse
This morning in Sainsburys, the supermarket,
I saw this black cloth mouse, Marty the Mouse,
With its red ears and large felt eyes.
I bought it for my Marty, the kitten.
It was love at first sight.
He flung it over his shoulder, chased after it,
And wouldn't let it go.
He put it in his dinnerplate when he was eating.
He looks at me now with his enormous kitten eyes
Knowing that there are wonders in this world undreamt of.
Slate-grey Marty only had Fritz's leftovers for toys before.
They had lost their scent of catmint.
Now he has his own black mouse with its long tail.
He carries it everywhere.
Kitten life is nothing but excitement.
`Pets should be supervised when playing with toys'.
Says the label.
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