I was five, six or seven
In granny's store, sound so agonized I heard it cry
A sound so lull, meek, diminishing, in pain
It came through, in my heart, it pricked
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Must have been a painful experience for the 'cat' and you...Interestingly the rat survived both the trap and the cat. A nice poem.