I-Spy!
From the station A cat I spied On a rooftop I hadn’t lied
There’s another Sat on a plank As we passed by Way down he shrank
Hiding on the Car tyre’s wheel arch Is a strange place For a cat’s perch
More often ‘tis In a window A cat that wants Outdoors to go
Conversely then On many’a mat Cats that want to Get in are sat
And once upon An old road sign I saw a cat Did there recline
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