Jenna Logan Poet Rhyme

Oh, Foolish Man

Oh, foolish man! I told you I'm not a clinger
  Don't grab my tail 'less you want to be bitten
    and if at me you keep pointing your finger
      I'll show you the contempt of an angry kitten

Be off with your horde and their petty assails
  or I vow to scratch the eyes of those with you
    whose fatty buttocks are blubbery like whales
      Your gaggle flings vile insults as you pursue.

My whiskers are trimmed and yours are scruffy
  You know what I mean when I spit and hiss?
    You're not insulting me when you call me Fluffy
      I'm an aristocratic feline. I only answer to Priss.

If you draw nearer, I'll swat you with my paws
  Keep your dirty hands off of my marmalade coat
    or I swear I'll scratch you with unsheathed claws
      For your insolence there should be an antidote!

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Bill Baker December 14, 2021 at 5:20 PM Completely different way to look at that painting ...from a cats view. Very entertaining poem Jenna Smiles ~ Blessings Bill Jenna Logan December 15, 2021 at 6:36 AM A little something out of the ordinary. Thanks so much, Bill.

Regina Mcintosh December 14, 2021 at 7:22 AM Cats are very independent for sure. God bless you always, sweet friend. Love, Gina Jenna Logan December 14, 2021 at 1:16 PM They are, Gina. Thanks

David Kavanagh December 13, 2021 at 1:46 PM Retractable claws Jenna, we all felt them as kids, but really grown ups should no better than to mess with cats, unfortunately though some find out the painful way, love this one cheers David Jenna Logan December 13, 2021 at 7:15 PM Thanks a lot, David.

Darlene De Beaulieu December 13, 2021 at 12:53 PM Hello Jenna Logan, oh that cat does not want to be touched. The cat warned him. Hugs Darlene Darlene De Beaulieu December 14, 2021 at 11:35 AM Hello Jenna, now he knows not to touch the cat. Your welcome my friend. Enjoy your day. Jenna Logan December 13, 2021 at 7:14 PM She really doesn’t. Thanks, Darlene.

Mark Koplin December 13, 2021 at 9:51 AM Excellent ink Jenna! They should never yank the tail! Scratches and bites will definitely follow. Jenna Logan December 13, 2021 at 10:25 AM Little kitty would rather do her own thing, so that awful man and his cronies should stay clear. Thanks, Mark.

L Milton Hankins December 13, 2021 at 9:08 AM Wow, Jenna, you have so well described my experiences with cats when they are angered. They can be loving and sweet, but their anger is not a thing I want to reckon with. Fine metaphors in your poem, too. Jenna Logan December 13, 2021 at 10:24 AM I prefer to purr, rather than hiss and spit. But if the need arises... Thanks, Milt.

Tom Cunningham December 13, 2021 at 8:49 AM A clear warning don't mess with kitty or you'll have the pride to contend with. Tom Jenna Logan December 13, 2021 at 10:23 AM HA HA Tom. Good way to see it. You're so insightful.

Victor Buhagiar December 13, 2021 at 8:42 AM You seem to be on the war path. Alas God will win. Jenna Logan December 13, 2021 at 10:22 AM Not me, Victor. It's the kitty. She doesn't like to be mistreated.

John Lawless December 13, 2021 at 7:59 AM Jenna, that cat in the picture is the "spittin" image of the crazy cat we had and this poem captures his attitude perfectly...nicely done. Jenna Logan December 13, 2021 at 8:34 AM Thanks. I couldn't pass up writing about this scene.