I Have To Admit I Am Jealous
(A Cat’s Viewpoint)
My mommy spends a lot of time
playing with her pet, ka’pooter;
I like to lay up in her lap
when she’s playing;
ka’pooter talks to her sometimes,
it makes no sense.
Ka’pooter has a gazillion faces
and turns into lots of creatures.
When mommy’s typing up her poe-tree,
little tiny figures appear;
I guess it’s what her poe-tree’s made out of.
I love laying in mommy’s lap but
I hate it that ka’pooter gets
more attention than I do.
I think mommy just likes those
clicky things on what she calls a kee-bored.
At times, when mommy’s not at home
I try to talk to ka’pooter;
to tell it how I feel but, it won’t talk to me;
it won’t even show me its faces!
I think ka-pooter’s a lot like a dog
it doesn’t like cats like me...
Wait...one of them little kee thingy’s
just flew off...hey, wait up, let’s play!
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2019
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