Pretty and Pacified
Pretty and Pacified
God, an ability gave to me
To pretend while writing poetry
Poet laureate might become one day
When I let God have His own way.
You should hear my cat when he purrs
Tail starts going around as if it stirs
Under my lamp he just did appear
Likes having heat so nice and near.
Must I really go into mortal combat?
When I want to write about my cat
Watch him lick hair until it is dried
So he will look pretty and be pacified.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2014
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