The Invaders Return Like A Fern!

The cat can't keep them out. Cassie let's them walk about. Now Pat brought one in. That is just a sin. He let him play on my tower. I think I need a new way to make them cower.


Here we are.Alone at our sand bar.Pat talks to us.We don't cuss.

I just wanted a nap.Pat is such a sap.He thought I shunned him.Then things got grim.

He put him up here.That gets an, oh dear.How can this be?After all the work from me.

He's exploring.He stopped my snoring.This will not do. Can't have a fluffball in view.

 He's looking toward the hole.That is his goal.That's my spot.He has to be caught.

Cassie let it happen.Maybe I should stop flappin.I could use it as a trap.I'll smack that sap.

Cassie sees me coming.With him she is chumming.What? She's far away?Bah, still chumming I say.

I'm ready to strike.He has to take a hike.Get out here, you. I don't like your fluffy view.

Yeah, I'm talking to you. Don't back talk at my zoo.Try and jump on me.I'll make you flee.

Job well done.I made him run.Just with my cranky look. He left our nook.
What was that? You don't believe the cat? Bah, I really made him go. He was just another foe. A hiss, a spit and a whack and he left our shack. No one gets my tower. The senile guy has that power. That is only because Pat won't let me strike. Ever need to make anyone take a hike? Intruders sure are a pain when they come to pass. But they get pain when they mess with my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.