A black cat was roaming around
it was black,as black as coal
No strain of another colour in a bound
nor any lighter kind of darkness on role.
Being black it was not slack.
it was daring and brave
and moved around with a knack
that it posed a confrontation grave.
This black cat came into my garden
squeezing through the gatethe day before.
I keep food for birds every now and then
only that much sufficient for the birdie’s repose.
In one bite the cat gobbled the food
walking past my yard in great stride
found out the food was for its brood
not to the birds anymore as they hide.
Blackie, nicknamed so, became a rowdy
as days passed by he proposed a terror
snarling and showing his teeth like a bawdy
making the children around cry in horror.