Periwinkle's Purr, Five

“Sly cat, he thinks he’s got me in his grip,

And things are inside out and upside down –

Or so he thinks, but things with this will flip

And show him who’s the boss and who’s the clown.”

At that, Sue raised a steaming bowl of brew,

Then laughed that evil laugh that she had learned –

“It’s wicked me or bad demented you;

A drop upon your treats is what you’ve earned.”

And Susan did exactly that, and called,

“Oh Perry, my sweet Periwinkle mine –

Oh, come, my sweetie sweet, to your enthralled,

And on these tasty morsels come and dine.”

And Periwinkle purred and just as he

Came down on what she held, she cried, “I'm free!”