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I sat and scanned the massive world that I alone would reign. To me, a kingdom, large and long, yes…this was my domain. Where I was King and Lord of all the land that I would rule, And he who dared defy me here would play the sorry fool. For many years I’d wandered as I pleased, with no concern, But on this cold November morn I stared in shock to learn Fate had come to violate my world. Not only that… Satan stood before me…in the body of…a cat! I thought about how I had always roamed with so much ease, Gathering up the little bits of cookie…bread…and cheese. I knew the new intruder…just within those hairy paws… Concealed the weapons of his trade; his armor-piercing claws. I felt the days were over when the land I now surveyed Would know the carefree journeys, for so long, I’d safely made. I wondered if the fiend were here to visit, or to stay, And vowed to find a way to drive this wretched beast away. I watched him gliding ‘round the room, his nose against the floor. Retreating even deeper, as he paused before my door. This was it, he’d found me, and my heart began to pound. First I saw the thrashing paw, then heard the fearsome sound. He screeched a growling rumble, as he flailed to find his prey. (A slightly longer reach and I would not be here today.) At last the barbarous devil would relent and leave my room. ‘Twas then that I conceived the plan that promised me his doom. I waited for my chance each night, and as the killer slept, Deep into what seemed a jungle…quietly, I crept. Making off with little bits of poisonous this an’ that-s, I built a morsel made of things well known for killing cats! I conjured up a pastry laced with Drano, and with lye, And knew - if I could somehow make him eat it, he would die. The morning finally came, and right away I took control. I squeaked and squealed incessantly to lure him to my hole. At last the unsuspecting dupe would come to seek his meal, But I would freely give the beast what he had meant to steal. I shoved the little bouillon-scented ball within his reach. His claws would rake it through the door. Again, I heard him screech, Then watched in disbelief as he appeared to bounce with joy. The brainless fool was now convinced he’d found himself…a toy! He slapped it all around the room, then…hunching up his back… He’d act as if invisible…then, suddenly…attack! I felt he looked ridiculous, yet, something deep inside Found me almost happy that the pin-head hadn’t died. And when he’d tired of acting like the bone-head that he is, He curled up in his “blankie” in the room that now was his. And still, today, the cat and I have never actually met! We take our turns at wandering through the “kingdom” now…and yet, I half-way feel that this is how it really ought to be. I leave that ding-bat to himself.....he does the same for me! BTW: I plan to post many of my AUDIO files on the soup over the next few months, most from my 4 new AUDIO-CDs, along with many more text files from my books of verse. (Only a few CDs and books left -- 1-11-21). Because, as with most academically undisciplined poets, depending entirely on the mood I’m in at writing time, my pieces vary greatly from meaninglessly comical to meaningfully poignant, and a few are, admittedly, irreverent. If you happen to enjoy “traditional verse” - and appreciate great variety, check out my website’s at: WWW,WRITEROFBOOKS.COM --- or Google me...after 58 years of penning verse and authoring childrens and suspense books, I’m easy to reach! I've also got a bunch of my verse posted on Youtube, and a few samples listed on Ebay, both findable by simply searching: "Mark Stellinga". Cheers, Mark
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