Tabby Tales
Man builds pyramids and gilded cities
sends starry ships to haunt the moon
my tabby frequents back alley parties
in two pairs of orange striped boots-
Man has concocted earth bending bombs
magical pills to keep us happy and beating
my tabby just prefers a star studded romp
then a long vigorous scratch and feeding-
Man twists his mind with his purpose in life
tip toes along the cliffs of a nuclear blitz
my cat stalks and paws at a tiny red light
then just as quickly looses all interest-
Though quite smelly-aloof and indifferent
he cares nothing about race, gold or politics
he scratched my cherry headboard to shreds
but his soul is pure and without prejudice-
All year round he's plays a slinky saint nick
leaves homemade gifts upon my porch
at times he barfs up Picassoesque things
still I tend to his bowl and carry his torch-
He flashes his furry bum in front of company
and his litter box is quite the opposite of sweet
but I'd rather hang out with my lil' orange friend
than any arrogant- two faced human being.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2020
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