William and Floorfie

by A. D. R.
(Wy)

Upon the sill he sits in wait,
A twitter- a twitter- his whiskers they be,
Mouth open a dash,
A dash nothing more!
A silently-silently- William does wait!

So poise, so content,
A master of style!
His tail a flicker- a flicker once more!
His eyes they stare forward,
Onwards toward more!

Then slinks the other,
So smooth with gloss,
White and delicate,
Beautiful and mystical,
With eyes of deep implore,
Fluffy- Fluffy, the wonderful catch,
Tail so perfect and ears so erect,
He walks with a stride and hisses beside,
And Willy- dear Willy- plants attacks from all sides,

Silly cats,
Silly cats be them all,
The cat of pure white who muddles in mud,
And the cat of pure chub who fights and who hunts,
Silly cats,
Silly cats,
Silly be them all,

Dear William the fighter,
And Floorfie, the old.