My mum whilst walking through the door
spilt some magic on the floor.
Blobs of this
and splots of that
but most of it upon the cat.
Our cat turned magic, straight away
and in the garden went to play
where it grew two massive wings
and flew around in fancy rings.
"Oh look!" cried Mother, pointing high,
"I didn't know our cat could fly."
Then with a dash of Tibby's tail
she turned my mum into a snail!
So now she lives beneath a stone
and dusts around a different home.
And I'm an ant
and Dad's a mouse
and Tibby's living in our house.