Thomas Gray 1716-1771
On a Favourite Cat/Drowned in a Tub of Goldfishes"
- (read it some time. It's not as funny as the title)
The first verse is his......the remainder of verses are mine.
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'Twas on a lofty vase's side,
Where China's gayest art had dyed
The azure flowers that blow;
Demurest of the tabby kind,
The pensive Selima reclined,
Gazed on the lake below.
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Patience personified she lay
An ornament of living clay,
Gold eyes, riveted, still.
Mesmerised by reflected light
From darting, whirlpool fishes bright
She waited for the kill.
'Twas just as though transfixed that she,
(Coiled spring of gloating ebony)
Clung to her hiding place.
The chosen victims paid no heed
Unaware of impending deed
Delighting in their chase.
Selima sprang. Alas too late,
She found that this would be her fate
The lake closed o'er her head.
Her struggles were to no avail
Upon her death I draw a veil
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