Hey You, Bandit
Hey, you, chillin’ in my spot,
why did you not ask
if I’d mind you sitting there
in your Bandit’s mask?
Couch potato (not some man)
just a real cool cat.
Where’d you get your cattitude?
I want some of THAT.
Where might be my popcorn bowl
left where you now sit?
Did you steal it? Because I
wanted more of it!
With your bushy big black tail -
knowing what to do -
you sit comfy on your tush;
making me serve YOU!
Here’s a kitty treat, ok?
Roly poly pet,
let me rub your tummy tum.
How purr-fect you get!
Written in 7/5 Trochee Poetry form, Oct. 23, 2017
for the Picture Prompt Contest: Write Me Something Funny Contest
of Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
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