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I’ve asked you before not to do it Just stop behaving like that Throwing a bucket of water Over our neighbour’s poor cat. I know that it we’d on the lettuce Sprayed all the lavender too Uprooted one or two bedding plants But that’s just what cats like to do. True its sits out there on bird table With its mouth opened wide as can be No doubt thinking. “Oh how lovely I’ll be having sparrow for tea.” O.K, it’s not nice when you garden And the cat’s done a poo in the soil You put your foot right there, in it It’s enough to make your blood boil. In fact on considering the matter I’m beginning to think I agree So re-fill that bucket with water And pass the damn thing over to me. 
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