Nobody knows how it happened,
least of all Mrs Goggins,
licking her whiskers
over the empty mackerel tin.
It glistens golden-bronze.
If she could shrug, she would.
Someone has done a crime,
that much is certain.
Naturally, she will help find the guilty party.
Just wait a moment,
while she licks a little bit of something
off her downy white bib.
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