The Reformation of Jasper McRedfur
Annabelle Whiskers was a champion mouser,
She could spot them within a mile.
She was stealthy and graceful and did not leave a mess,
The townsfolk prized her style.
Then Jasper McRedfur appeared one day,
He arrived by train in the night.
He was muscled and fearsome and led a posse of rats,
Indeed an ominous sight.
Jasper McRedfur led his rats into town,
He found a barn with a large store of grain.
He demolished the cream and the butter and milk,
As outside it began to rain.
A great flash of lightning at the open barn door,
A vision of glistening rage.
Like an avenging angel Annabelle Whiskers stepped in,
Producing a golden cage.
Jasper McRedfur stood ready and bristled,
The rats cowered tightly behind.
He marvelled at the beauty in her blazing green eyes,
Her purr now silky and kind.
Annabelle Whiskers placed a paw on his head,
“I will spare your pets’ and your life.
There is no need for battle, friend, no need for fear.
And clearly you need a wife!”
Jasper McRedfur was instantly moved,
By a love never met before.
He kissed her sweet paws, led the rats to the cage,
And together they went out the door.
Jasper and Annabelle now work as a team,
There are no two happier cats.
They keep the town free of all insidious rodents,
But take good care of their rats.
By E.J. Geras