‘Ribbit!’ said Tiddles
As he sat in the grass
At the bottom of the yard
Not looking like a cat at all.

For one thing, he was green
Whereas this morning he’d been
Tabby and warm and furry and purry
With ‘Miaow!’ his favourite word

‘Here, puss, puss!’ I cried
‘Ribbit!’ he replied, as he spotted
A spider, caught it with his tongue
And swallowed it in one gulp

‘Hey, Mam,’ I called
‘Look at what’s happened to Tiddles!’
But she just eyed me strangely,
Ruffled her feathers, and flew off into a bush.

Perhaps it’s something I said ….