I can hear them afar off.
I can scent them afar off.
They are all afraid of me.
They scurry away whenever they see me coming.
I wear soft pads on the bottom of my feet so they cannot hear me.
I keep my teeth white and sharp.
My friends call me ‘the Mouse Trap.’
But I know a Kitty who is not a good mouser. I will tell you about her.
This is my story:—