READERS’ POETRY: From the Bury Free Press of Friday, April 25

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This week’s poem, called When I Grow Up I Want To Be a Cat, is by Jon Mecham.

When I grow up I want to be a cat

With a perpendicular tail

A regular pencil-sharpener poseur

I’ll be the ultimate feline male

Predator, the best mouser around

The Daddy of the street

And I’ll come and go as I please

The best cat you all want to meet

Don’t moan at me when I climb the curtains

Don’t grumble when I scratch

Cos I’m the boss and I will reward you

With all the mice that I catch

De-capitated or whole with blood stain on the carpet

The provision of food on tap

And later on in the afternoon

I’ll go to sleep on the cosiest lap

With whiskered perfection I’ll make my selection

From my perch on the window sill

And outside I will roll as I strut and I stroll

And crouch low for the ultimate kill

Don’t be fooled by my demeanour indoors

As I sharpen my claws and primp and preen

Do not disturb when I’m asleep

Cos awake I’m a killing machine

Yeah, when I grow up I’m gonna be a cat

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