Lewis Raynes Poet Quatrain

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Rip Fish, Cat, Dog

I think, today, I’ll be a little gold fish, 
Swimming around a tank.
I could be as lazy as I ever wanted,
Letting my mind just go blank.

Then tomorrow, when the sun comes up,
I could become a hungry cat,
That feasts on that little fish, 
Till I’m fed and full and fat.

Next day, I could be an angry dog, 
Seeing the cat as a small buffet,
Then kill the cat in the park, 
In a morbid: “dog kills cat” ballet.

The next day I’d return to me, 
The Park Ranger in this little town,
And I would push the dog into my van, 
Being the one to put him down.

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Andrea Dietrich July 25, 2017 at 5:52 PM Oh MY, this is sure an interesting one, Lewis. I love it! The title RIP became much clearer with stanza 2. DId I thank you for my contest win yet. If not, I do appreciate it!

Kim Rodrigues July 17, 2017 at 8:29 AM Too funny! Your first verse fools us into ease. The final verses having us shake our head "oh no!" And perhaps there is a little regret in having to put the old dog down. Lewis Raynes July 23, 2017 at 10:32 PM Thanks Kim