Here I hang permanently latched to this coat peg
while fumbling though my mind what I did wrong.
Oh please release me I constantly meow and beg
but to no avail no one heeds my lonely cat song,
so I may be hanging freely my lifelong.
As I now recall, I went on a mouse strike
I refused to eat the gray furry critter.
Packed my vittles and headed off on my bike
until I was retrieved by my little sitter,
so now I hang here like a piece of litter.
For punishment she dressed me in overhauls and shirt
and hung me on this hook for my timeout.
I loathe being clothed, I am glad it is not a skirt
it would be quite airy no doubt,
so I will hang here and quietly pout.
Copyright © 2011 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Aug. 3, 2011
Fourth Place Winner ~ "Hangin' in there" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Francine Roberts
Aug. 29, 2011