There once was a cat called
"Trouble-some Mac'fee"
who had a habit,
of inviting himself to tea.
When the clock struck four,
he would tap on the door,
meow and scratch,
then lift up the latch.
and without a thought,
for dear Aunt Mable,
he would rush right in
and jump on the table.
He would steal the cake,
from of the plate,
then run back through the door,
and out of the gate.
Mac-fee Mac-fee,
always there for tea
Mac-fee Mac-fee trouble-some Mac-fee
Now Mac-fee played a game
called Hide N Seek,
at one time he was missing
for over a week.
Aunt Mable said
"he has gone for good,
but was there any reason
why he should!
No one saw him,
hair or hide,
we searched all over,
far and wide.
Then on the Friday,
just before tea,
who should turn up
Trouble-some Mac-Fee.
His paws were dirty
and his coat was shabby,
but oh how we loved that,
dear old tabby.
Mac-Fee Mac-Fee always for tea,
Mac-fee Mac-fee trouble-some Mac-Fee
Nine lives were leaving
old Mac-Fee,
yet still he found time
to come to tea.
Aunt Mable,passed on,
and so had the cake,
and poor Mac-Fee,
was getting as thin as a rake.
When the clock struck four,
Mac-Fee went next door
to see what titbit's
he could score.
but alas the cake,
did not taste the same,
so old Mac-Fee
came home again.
As the months passed by
Mac-Fee stayed at home
With Aunt Mable gone
he felt all alone.
Mac-Fee Mac-fee,
no more for tea.
Mac-Fee Mac-Fee,
God bless you Mac-Fee.
The Author is the proud owner of three rescue cats one that inspired her to write this poem.
