A Dogs Cat

the challenge of keeping a cat is managing the vocabulary so we dance standing still sparring sparrow and canary trading shallow gutless will for what we both would rather she finds the pain to give her claws drawn and gathered her sword is buried with wildest creed while I on bended knee loser geese set her free now I know but misery spotless debris her grin night sow back the shadow we know who is the friend and who plays the banjo if she were a valiant being she would rear and paw the air like a plastic monkey on a string she would leave us in despire now she sleeps on her throne while i lick my ozzing chewing at last i can enjoy my bone while she dreams of crazy ruining