A Wicked Cat Hater
It must be a wicked cat hater,
more capricious than a little bear,
who hung you on that long, white hook...
how much pain is reflected in that sad look!
It must be someone so heartless,
not having a bit of kindness...
ah, poor cat needing pet's care,
I am hoping you'll hang in there!
Do you want me to be your caring friend?
I'll wash your dirty fur with Baby Shampoo,
I'll even get a pink band for your cute hairdo,
and spoil you with clothes you never had!
Why is the door locked from inside,
I hear her laughing as if she were on a joy ride....
forgetting your hunger pangs that to her don't mean a lot;
oh, how you crave some canned food on the largest plate!
I will knock on that door ten times and moan like a grizzly bear,
and demand that she come out and explain her heneous crime:
why she has hung you as a puppet that can't breathe and smile;
and if her heart is made of stone...it will melt as I say, " Hang in there! "
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2011
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