My cat and the rat

I sat with my cat,
and put on my hat.
I looked for Coach Pat,
to give me a bat.

He was chasing a rat.
It ran under the mat.
Oh it was fat!
The rat, not Coach Pat.

“Chase him dear cat,
the rat, not Coach Pat.
It’s under the mat,
where I had sat.”

“Come on” said Coach Pat
“Use your bat,
help chase the rat,
it’s under the mat!”

I looked at my bat,
and the mat now flat.
Where was the rat?
And where was my cat?

“They’ve gone” said Coach Pat,
“The rat and your cat.
Play ball with your bat.
I’ll watch from the mat.”

© Christina Sempebwa 2004