Hunting Dinosaurs

A nursery rhyme about the dreams of one of my cats.

Hunting Dinosaurs

 

When the Pretty, Precious Princess

For small dinosaurs did stalk;       

She crept to the bird feeder,

And one flapp’d wings, and it did squawk.

So on it she tried to pounce.

 

From the Pretty, Precious Princess,

With a swoop and startl’d “Coo!”

All the feather’d dinosaurs  

Flew away from her that sad day,

And the Princess just said, “Mew!”

Author's Note

Initial reactions and constructive criticism welcome.