Benson the Brat

was a Bengal cat,

he was sleek....

he was smooth,

he was red, brown and black.

He had stripes like a tiger

that swirled all around,

and for a small cat

he could make quite a sound.

Benson was cheeky

and he thought he was cool.

He loved to play jokes,

but he was never the fool.

He was the first one to wake

and the last one to bed,

Benson was always

that one step ahead.

Benson loved to tease

all day and all night,

he loved to surprise,

to scare

and to fright.

One day he felt particularly bad,

it was April fool’s day

and there was fun to be had!

He started off early

by lying in wait.

He startled the chickens

as they came out the gate.

In a flurry of feathers

with hens left and right,

They Cackled about

their terrible fright.

The commotion raised the interest

of the family dog Dee,

who came snooping around

and laid under the tree.

Benson snuck up high

into the branches,

and launched toward Dee,

liking his chances.

Benson hit his mark,

landing on Dee with a THUMP,

Dee jumped up in surprise

and hit her head with a BUMP.

For when Dee sprung up

she hit her head on the swing,

but Benson wouldn’t stop-

he was

the April Fool king!

Benson went back inside

and hid under a bed.

When Ava walked by

he grabbed hold of her leg.

She almost fell over but

with a skip....

an a hop....

she stayed on her feet

and yelled

"Oh Benson STOP!"

But Benson wasn’t finished,

he didn’t know what STOP meant!

He climbed up the book shelf

as high as it went.

He waited in silence

until he heard someone come,

and launched himself thru the air....

landing on mum!

With her arms in the air

and cake on the ground,

she chased Benson the Brat

around and around.

“Go outside!” she cried

as she picked up the mess,

“You’re so naughty today

and you’ve ruined my dress”.

Benson ran off

to continue his reign,

as king of his own

April fool campaign.

He decided that it was time

to try and fool Dad,

but for this

a careful plan must be had.

He spotted dad raking leaves

under the maple.

They were piled up high

and looked

Oh so playful.

Seeing the leaves

gave him a grand plan.

He was sure it was perfect

to take down 'THE MAN'.

He snuck over slowly.....

 darting here.....

               darting there....

under the trampoline,

behind the chair,

between the pot plants

so dad could not see,

and buried deep in the leaves

under the tree.