While she saunters like a panther,
Her claws won’t retract any more
So take care, though
This can still be useful –
A warning of her killer potential,
Catching birds belongs to sun-warmed dreams,
An expensive biscuit diet is
Tasty, but kidney pills
Hidden in cheese a treat –
At 100 she sits, the centre piece of our table,
The human lap is an occasional solace
The human voice too,
And the donkey a companion
Of the barn, but cold wet days
Are best slept through.
