A pussycat once saw a bat <br />hung from the tree, that it was at <br />thought pussycat, who purred and sat <br />that any bat which hung like that <br />might be at that a kind of rat <br />perhaps a mouse, which is less fat <br />so when the cat just stared and sat <br />the bat-like rat looked down and spat <br />into the eye of pussycat <br />the pussycat thought 'what a brat' <br />that he would be regretting that <br />the cat put on his Sunday hat <br />and used the feline prayer mat <br />to hide behind while tit for tat <br />the pussycat devoured the bat.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tit-for-tat/
