The Hound Puss

BY Stevie Smith

I have a cat: I call him Pumpkin,
A great fat furry purry lumpkin.
Hi-dee-diddle
hi-diddle
dumpkin.
He sleeps within my bed at night,
His eyes are Mephistopheles-bright:
I dare not look upon their blight.
He stalks me like my angry God,
His gaze is like a fiery rod:
He dines exclusively on cod.
Avaunt, you creeping savior-devil,
Away with thy angelical evil!