A Costume For the Cat
A COSTUME FOR THE CAT
Cat, my miniature human,
in a tiny costume of fur,
what would you wear if you would dare
to let such crazy thoughts occur?
Person, I wouldn’t wear your clothes,
or want any closets of shoes.
My own bare paws are fine. You saw
I don’t get foot blisters like you.
What stubby feet on your costume!
What short-fitting arms and legs, too!
You’d help yourself to things on shelves
if the limbs were lengthened for you.
Person, my person, don’t you see?
Reaching wouldn’t be the same.
Jumping is cool. Then I can rule
from high places. Now that’s my claim!
Kitty, in a costume like mine,
you can go to school, get a job!
Person, dear me! You still don’t see!
Now I don’t mean to be a snob,
but why do that when I’m the queen?
Your job’s to pet and feed me well!
I won’t pretend. I’m glad to spend
my Halloween time as myself!
October 16, 2020
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