feline gumshoe after hours
Detective Meow
furrows his brow
so many cases to solve
like the Case of the Missing (not missing) Tea
or the Missing (not missing) Waitress
he puzzles each out
with a suave swipe of the paw
and twitch of black & grey tail
in an instant
he’s balancing on a sofa arm
or strutting across the stage
making life decidedly sillier
even if the perp goes free
when the long day is logged
and he’s off for the night
he cleans his whiskers
and favors luau:
rustle of grass skirts
scent of a lei
taste of Mai Tai
and the warm glow
of tiny tiki torches
Mom says:
I liked his name & the suave swipe of paw line. I bet this acting appealed to Cedar!