Thanks, Becky (you may need a Google plus account for the link)
The cats looked around
and made never a sound
in their jerseys so wittily fée
But their venomous glare
sent the message in clear
"We'll catch you and kill you some day"
With apologies to A.A.Milne - "Sneezles".
We study the Masters in our youth. Half a century later, they guide our palsied fingers.