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Cat Among The Chickens
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Cat Among The Chickens

Poem By Nick Hilton

Through ocean of feathers,
The murder would be soundless,
Not even a squark,
As the paw smashed through the air,
And landed in the back of the prey,
And soundless it fell to the ground,
And was dragged from the pens,
By the serial mass murder,
The cat among the chickens!

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Comments (7)

Murderers are always sneaky, silent and self motivated. Wonderfully presented poem. Enjoyed
That cat had to have drugged those chickens first! ! ! The neighbor's chickens squawk in panic when a sparrow lights on the fence.
'The murder will be soundless'; with the ways of mankind today. Thanks for sharing.
Impressive poem! Somehow, cannot escape metaphorical meaning, though people's cats may not be easy recognizable.
Well penned.. I could clearly visualize the silent furry murderer, soundlessly landing on the prey and dragging the hen from pen.. but I do love Cats, they are quite charismatic.. thanks for sharing