Blacky

BLACKY Blacky is a large (of course black) black cat Who simply takes with me (and little else) his room and board With food he never strikes a mood His passion is shrimp shrimp in all his food Blacky is bored easily as are the main feline brood He eats he sleeps he’d talk if he could Petting is first loved then tolerated Too much affection Blacky is sated (ho hum) But let those tiny silky tail-fins stick out of a bowl He’s dancing around and ready to roll Oh, then, how he loves then how he rushes then how he nudges prances brushes! He’ll give me to know I’m his dearest friend His antics (of the moment) never bend Never fear his affections are merely on lend For once bottomed out that is the end At least temporarily