A dove came down
From its perch to peck at seeds
Scattered on the ground.

A cunning cat, sly as it is,
Saw it pecking
Unaware of the marauder around.

It pounced with shocking speed,
Caught the dove in jaws
Which fluttered wings in vain.

With the wink of an eye
The harmless dove was done to death,
Happy the wily cat.

Hunger satiated,
Licked the lips and whiskers,
Vanished into the bushes.