as the chipmunk squeaked
its ghastly terror, thrashing abominably
in the happy cat's mouth
During this, its penultimate drama, we all froze.
Seemed that nasty cat had Chip's neck in its toothy slamma
We anticipated a cruel ending to this natural calamity
Crowds of 70 year olds stood mouth agape on the chair-lined hotel entry-way.
Like readers of some nickel misery, we all wondered desperately what the outcome might be...
After some dithering and feline snithering,
grey and white,
city-fed and deadly bored,
We applauded handily as the tiny creature
up that tree.
Messeur le Cat,
and now supremely at liberty...
scratched at the lower limbs of the tree
knowing he'd had his play,
and we -