9
9
My naughty brown cat’s 9 lives are still intact
She is very fit as a matter of fact
Thanks to the wiry little dog of my neighbor
Who chased her home tail between legs and all
Or she would have been stomped on by horses
And left fossilized on the very big dark road
Where I would have found her lying very dead
Then my tears will form pools like raindrops do
And granny’s prophecy will be coming true after all.
Copyright © Nana Ayisha Yakubu | Year Posted 2013
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