The Chase

Twitchy moving object
In front of my eyes
I must catch you
You're just the right size.

Oh no! That thing!
It just ran away!
Maybe it's afraid
Of being my prey.

Oh look there it is
It's just twitching there
It's not running farther,
It's just watching me stare

Pounce! But it moved.
It was just standing still,
It was just taunting me
As if I lacked skill

It's stalling for time,
It hopes I'm too busy
It keeps running in circles
It hopes I'll get dizzy

I finally catch up
Use claws to impale
And Ow! Did that hurt,
For it was my tail.