XIV
When we parapussycats were dropped to the ground,
What a feast we had – there were rats all around.
Everywhere we looked there were rats and rats and rats
Pursued by our elite corps of parapussycats.
We chased the rats for days, till most of them had fled,
And those who didn’t run fast enough were – biff bam! –
dead.
Mission accomplished.
All parapussycats have returned to headquarters.
