Teatime
Cats go in and Cats go out,
Budgies squawk and squeal and shout.
Cats are hungry, want to eat,
Look at tasty budgie meat.
Cats lick lips and sharpen claws,
Squeezing in their tiny paws.
Open up the bird cage door,
Feathers ruffle, fall on floor.
Birds, they try to fly away,
Cats are keen to stay and play.
One last squawk and not one more,
Cats lick lips and sneak out door.
Budgies squawk and squeal and shout.
Cats are hungry, want to eat,
Look at tasty budgie meat.
Cats lick lips and sharpen claws,
Squeezing in their tiny paws.
Open up the bird cage door,
Feathers ruffle, fall on floor.
Birds, they try to fly away,
Cats are keen to stay and play.
One last squawk and not one more,
Cats lick lips and sneak out door.
This poem is copyright (©) Liz Gavin 2026
About the Writer
Liz Gavin
Liz is a mother of two children and currently resides in Madrid. She works in a primary school as a teaching assistant. Liz has a BA in English Literature and is undertaking studies in becoming a picture book writer.
