Feline Filler
Cat lights on the table, bling!
Can opener growl to open a tin
Tuna glide pounce for a troubadour sing
Cat stretches full length
A paw to each shoulder
A nuzzle to my neck now bolder
Soft blending purrs, caressing
Soft, slow lane nestling
Solicitous whimsical beauty
Self advertising cutie
Insular world of feline grace
Meal ticket playful embrace,
a no default risk
Like a heart-felt smooch, brisk
Best hope for survival
in scents of sweet revival
when a tin can squeal
is a laurel of love to steal
for a status high creature
curled, contented
in fishy food cuisine.
Poem revised January 31, 2022
Copyright © Brian Sambourne | Year Posted 2020
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