The Feline and the Rodent

There exists a multitude of sides to every story,
whether it’s a fairy tale or exceptionally gory.
Let me tell you all about a predator and prey —
the Feline and the Rodent, more specifically to say.

Aimless does the little Rodent wander, small and grey;
it’s too dumb and self-concerned to know itself as prey.
Thanks to this it gives the Feline plenty time and slack
to come out like a shadow but then make its grand attack.

From the Feline’s cavity does the Rat blood come a-pouring —
those shiny, spiky teeth of its can surely do a goring!
The bloodied Rat — a pity — lies between the Feline’s teeth;
as the Cat prepares the Rodent for a sad life underneath.

The Cat, however, tires and grows bored with its new kill;
it decides to walk the streets to find another fill.
The Cat in all its hunting prowess finds another prey,
which this time turns to look at it and damn itself to say:

“Why do you, the Felines, dare to persecute my kind?
Are you sadistic animals or simply off your minds?”
The Feline hardly heard those words and what the Rodent said;
it pounced upon the Rodent and then left it there for dead.