This is the story of Grizelda and Boo.
Two naughty cats with nothing to do.
Glossy and black, with eyes like twin moons;
Together they sang the most glorious tunes.
It was cold outside and the rain was pouring.
They’d washed and snoozed, and life was boring.
Their mistress had gone away for the day
so they turned to each other and said, ‘let’s play!’
As everyone knows, a bored cat spells trouble
With Grizelda and Boo, the trouble is double.
Mice should quaver and fish should look out
when cats with nothing to do are about.
First the silk curtains, elegant and tall.
Grizelda leapt for them and slid down the wall.
Boo followed but she was not quite as courageous.
‘Oh help!’ She mewed, and did something outrageous.
‘Uh oh,’ she moaned as she lost her grip.
The material tore with an almighty RIIPPPP!
Next the flowers. Mmm, what a wonderful smell but,
‘Oh dear,’ said Grizelda as the vase teetered and fell.
Then to the kitchen where tempting smells abound.
‘Oh look,’ Grizelda cried, ‘raven pie we have found!’
Lips licking, noses twitching, both cats had their fill. Then,
‘Stop,’ said Grizelda. ‘You’ll make yourself ill.’
Up to the bedroom for a jolly good snooze
But first, ‘a wrestle! These down pillows, we’ll use!’
Oh, what fun with feathers galore!
Just then their Mistress walked in through the door.
Grizelda and Boo shivered and cowered
As Mistress surveyed the scene and glowered
On seeing her cats, her lips began to twitch.
‘Don’t worry, my pretties. ‘Tis as well I’m a witch.’
One flick of her wand and the damage was gone.
Mistress smiled at her kitties and said ‘now we’re done.
I have a new broomstick. Let’s see how she flies.’
So they all hopped on board and took to the skies.
This cautionary tale is for all those of you
Who have cats as bad as these terrible two.
For unless you’re a witch with magical powers
don’t leave your cats home for hours and hours.
Even though they’re not Grizelda and Boo
They will ALWAYS find something naughty to do.