There was a cat when I was young <br />That lived wild in a granary barn <br />She ate the mice that ate the grain <br />But she never ate their heads <br />These she placed in a row at my door <br />Odd offerings of interspecies friendship<br /><br />Stewart McKenzie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/x-diary-17-a-cat/
