The Pantry

I looked at my pantry,
then I glanced at theirs.
In the event of an emergency,
their pantry was more prepared.
They would still have enough food to last them a full year's time,
after I had exhausted all of mine.
My pantry would be empty long before the pantry of my felines.
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