But to Thumper these words didn't matter,
And he squared up to scruff, intending to batter....

With his hefty back leg he gave Scruff a kick
Twirling him backwards - a rabbitty trick

Our Scruff bounced back and swung a near miss,
as Thumper laughed he received a "Coventry Kiss!"

'I don't know what that was' gasped poor old Scruff,
But now I'm off, I've sure had enough !

"Oh yes, you can run, but you can't hide."
Thumper swelled up, full of false pride.

But Scruff wouldn't fight, he lay on the floor,
Saying, 'Do what you will, I can't take any more.'

"OK, OK, this round is now done,
But listen Scruff, the war isn't won"

Scruff howled, "Thumper my lad you're doing in my head.
Can't we be mates, or do you really want me dead.

Thumper replied "You wimpy old cat, you're not much fun
,
I'm out of this poem now. we'll start another one.