The Carp-Pet Bagger
he sits and he stares he miows and he purrs he's mocking and making his plan
i'm ahead of his game my agendas the same a battle of cat versus man
as i sit and reminisce it wasn't always like this at first we had an unbreakable bond
but all was lost when i found to my cost him licking his lips by the pond
i fed him the best roast chicken breast turkey and ham on the bone
we dined as a pair our friendship was rare till the night that he dined alone
my one fatal error was to trust that feline terror a mistake i will never repeat
if only i'd netted if only i'd vetted and removed the claws from his feet
if only they had dived when that feline felon arrived my garden would still bring me joy
the moral to this story so morbid and gory my carp should have been more coy
Copyright © Peter Swindell | Year Posted 2013
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