Cool Cat
Walking down the alley
Watching all the cats
Watching every step I take
I wondered, what’s with that?
Have they nothing better
To do with all their time
Then watching me watching them
But paying them no mind?
One came walking towards me
Asks me if I’m cool
I said I’d like to think so
Is than an alley rule?
His strut gave me the answer
He didn’t have to say
Clearly he’s the coolest
Not just an alley stray
He wandered off real slowly
The stories he could tell!
He turned and smiled back at me
He wore his coolness well
Copyright © RW Stauter | Year Posted 2025
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