The cat and the fried fish
My mother cooks well.
She fried fish with different spices.
The smell of it filled the whole house.
Mummy kept the fried fish
on the kitchen table and went.
The cat smelled and came.
The cat came and saw,
sprang on to the kitchen table.
Suddenly God commanded
Do not touch it! ! !
Again the cat sprang
God commanded
Do not touch it! ! !
The cat could not resist
and reached the fried fish.
It was so tempting
and God commanded.
Do not eat the fried fish! ! !
The cat paused,
thought,
listened,
kept his tail down,
the head bowed,
stepped back.
In a decisive moment
the cat turned back
and went away pensive.
Being at peace now
the cat began to sing Miaaaaawoooo
The angels heard it
and the heavenly choir began singing
in pleasant and varied notes:
Miahhaaa woooo Miaaaa woooo,
Miahhhaaaa woooo
The cat and God smiled.
‘I say unto you, that likewise joy shall be in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, more than over ninety and nine just persons, which need no repentance’ The Holy Bible (Luke 15: 7) .
(When we have sexual temptations, God tells us ‘Do not touch’. Would you become then the CAT in my poem?)
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