the cat who writes

Write, take naps, and take another nap

I wrote a Clerihew today.


I like mice for breakfast.

Yesterday I met a really nice writer. He is a person not a cat. His name is Paul.

Paul who writes at birds and trees of the mind, introduced the poetic form clerihew yesterday. The clerihew was invented by Edmund Clerihew Bentley. I wonder what they would have called the poetic form he invented if his middle name was Catnip?

Mrs. Hodges, my typist, likes to use a dictionary that weighs 9 pounds and 9 ounuces. I prefer to use Wikipedia.

Wikipedia told me that a clerihew is a whimsical, four-line biographical poem, that uses the rhyme structure  AABB.

My clerihew for today.

Garfield the cat.
Was really rather fat.
Lasagna is not very nice.
I would rather eat mice.

I don’t like lasagna.

Would you like to try writing a clerihew?

If I can do it. So can you.

I am participating in the March Slice of Life challenge hosted by Stacey Shubitz and Ruth Ayres at Two Writing Teachers.  I will write a story every day for the month of March;  if I can wake up my typist in the morning. You can read all of the other writers stories here.



About Pooh Hodges

I have had a hard life. Born to a single mother in a back alley in Wisconsin. I never knew my father. My sister died young. I am writing my story. Look for it.

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  • Amindele

    There once was a cat
    he would chase mice under the mat.
    His name was Pooh
    and was a great writer too!

  • Paul (birdsandtreesofthemind)

    A cat named Pooh
    wrote a sweet clarihew.
    The Cat in the Hat
    could never do that!

    • My dear Paul.
      You inspire me.
      Thank you for the poem.

  • Michelle Crooker

    Dear Pooh,
    I enjoy reading your writing. I had a thought for you. When my kids want me to wake up in the morning, they climb on top of me and give me kisses. How about this – if your typist isn’t up in the morning when you are ready to write, trying climbing on to her and licking her face. If you prefer not to lick her face, you can always lay on her head and purr – that tends to work too.

    Good Luck
    Michelle Crooker

    • My dearest Michelle,
      I am delighted that you enjoy my writing. I have heard that you may be moving in next door. Perhaps I could come and wake you up. Mrs. Hodges said you were a good typist as well.

  • Pooh, that is absolutely beautiful. I am moved.

    • Kathleen, I appreciate your comment.
      Do you like to eat mice or lasagna?

      • Mice are more Paleo, but I’d have to eat alot of them.

      • Amindele

        I eat mice!