Muscled, black with steel-green eye
Swishing through the rye grass
With thoughts of mouse-and-apple pie,
Tail balancing at half-mast

And the mouse police never sleeps,
Lying in the cherry tree
Savage bed foot-warmer
Of purest feline ancestry

Look out, little furry folk!
He's the all-night working cat
Eats but one in every ten
leaves the others on the mat

And the mouse police never sleeps,
waiting by the cellar door
Window-box town crier,
birth and death registrar

With claws that rake a furrow red,
licensed to multilate
From warm milk on a lazy day
to dawn patrol on hungry hate

No, the mouse police never sleeps,
climbing on the ivy
Windy roof-top weathercock,
warm-blooded night on a cold tile

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