A Black Cats Duty
My name’s Juno, I do my duty,
us black cats are quite well suited,
for adding scares this time of year,
our sharp claws, people often fear.
We have a reputation, human-given,
and to please, we’ve constantly striven;
offering good scares on Trick’n’treat night,
to serve the folks with a desired fright.
Human’s seem to love a good scare,
careful going ‘round corners, I’ll be there;
I’ll flash my eyes and hiss and spit,
to pump your adrenaline, just a bit.
Really, it’s not the most glamorous job,
I’d rather be eating some fish-kebabs.
10-12-2020
Halloween Meow Poetry Contest
Chantelle Anne Cooke
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2020
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