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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