Cat
CAT
A cat, unshy,
Will wander by
Eyeing with curiosity
The abject, bending,
Condescending
Object it perceives as me.
I bow and scrape
From knee to nape
Hoping to gain its amity,
But though I try
To win it, I
Know it still thinks
The worst of me.
Copyright © Mary Grace Dembeck | Year Posted 2015
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