Why must you flee feline when while the canine barks?
When you prey upon fish like a fiend among sharks
Companions in homes yet when residing in parks
You hear the rough then you scuff without any remarks
Slither hither with dither to the mouse unarmed in the fields
Till he squeaks no more, till he surrenders his shields
Come to find another predator, whither wings it wields
Though unlike the mouse this pilot never yields
And all that’s left in the pastures and plains
Are scattered skeletons, the sorrow of remains
Lands and nations where a storm never rains
The vultures filling in by picking at brains
Question the discretion of this cycle and state
Entice the metaphorical mice with buckets of bait
Come time such a time they will dish the plate
Come time in their prime they will come to retaliate