He came just like a stalker
To mark out his territory
To seal his scent upon the ground
For power’s supremacy
He trespassed in the garden
And sprayed his odour foul
And then he left – the cat burglar
In quietness with no howl
Nor hiss or spit or catfight
He left without reward
For all he found was emptiness
That failed to strike a chord
And bar the scent – the mark he left
He left not one surprise
So powerless to elicit more
Dressed in cat’s disguise
Ginz&Tonic 
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The silent ones,
the ones without hesitation.
The ones who are cunning
and poisonous.
Watch out for those ones.