Starnose the hunter
Stalks the fields of wheat
He will bring his humans
A lovely little treat
Maybe a dead rabbit
A shrew or vole perhaps
Even a stunned pigeon
Will get dropped in their laps
To him it is his honour
It gives him such a lift
To those who are his family
To offer such a gift
Starnose has a brother
A ball of fluff show off
A long haired ginger kitty
A somewhat aloof toff
The brothers name is Hoony
A lazy, hairy, thing
Getting him to move is like
Getting the roads to sing
He'd spend his time loafing in the sun
Then rush about in a great mad burst
He said lazing built up lots of energy
And too much of that was the worst
Together they sometimes met Skimbleshanks
As nearby his train would stop
He'd regale them with tales of the rails
Then back on the loco he'd hop
The brothers live a happy life
As content as they can be
For they're a pair of house cats
A good life if you ask me
