Clarence, the old ginger tom,
is quite a funny cat.
Sleeping under stars at night
and diving into this and that.
You’ll hear him scowling at the cars
or staring up at the moon and stars
and though he likes to snooze at night
that doesn’t stop him having fights
When on his way – he’ll walk for miles
but locals always look and smile
he stops at kerbside – taking care
as cars on the road from everywhere
He knows all of the local shops
and to their owners off he pops
He likes his fish, and loves his meat
and fish guts are a special treat.
If desperate – he’ll go and catch a mouse
and leave it somewhere in the house
But you’ll only know – and only hail
if you find that mouse’s tail
When he’s pampered and well fed,
he’ll move his striped paws off to bed.
Dreaming of fish and birds and that –
Clarence, our dear old pussy cat.