Harry the Ham had had enough of spinning on his wheel,
To entertain the children wasn’t really such a good deal.
So with gusto he ran faster, his legs a blur created friction,
Till the connecting wires they suddenly “snapped”
He’d completed his “Free me addiction”!!!!!!!!!!
A quick scurry across the carpet, his feet met with wheel spin generated clawing
Oh no, he’d accelerated much too quickly and ice danced across the shiny vinyl flooring,
Careering this way, then that way, he was heading for the cats dish,
But quick thinking Hammy sat on his bum, although it did kinda bruise his star fish !!!!!
Though freedom was only a cat’s flap away, his empty tummy did echo with pangs
But food was the least of his worries as he’d caught the attention of Fangs,
The burly Ginger tom leapt forth, it was easy meat Rodent shopping.
A mid afternoon snack was well on the cards he’d soon scoff this furry mouse dropping.
But miracles happen at Christmas, our Hammy rolled over playing dead
So our confused red haired feline just stood over his prey tapping lightly at Hammys small head,
Incisors sprang forth meeting paw pad ,Ol Ginger didn’t know where he was at
Yes he turned swift of foot and just legged it, like the proverbial used “scolded cat”.
Our Hammy was a proud Cricetidae, as Hamstern in German means “to hoard”
He thought im offski to get some refreshment, and take some sustenance on board.
So,enter stage left our Digeroo ,whos parsnips he fancied on sight
But the kestrels were a daylight annoyance, so he’d plan his attack overnight.
His nocturnal strategic advancement meant compost bin training to see
If he could sneak in and out with a parsnip,he,d grab an old carrot and flee.
Looks good he squeaked to himself and with Digeroo gone out of sight
He plundered the Parsnips a plenty wearing a Vole pantomime costume all night.
Throw the scent off yaself said our Hammy,Digeroos thoughts clearly foster
Images not of our Hamster,the escapee Cotswold imposter.
So when checking the rodents that run amock,from compost bins to your hessian sack
Look closely as it may be our Hammy, youll know….as he has a zip on his back.