The Pride That Died
Maelore, King of the Mountain, owning the Mountain’s Wealth
This summer heat has been brutal, affecting the Lions Health
His mistresses, Miss Kitty, Bernadette, the renegade Linda Sioux
The weasels, chipmunks, squirrels and rabbits stay out of Maelore’s view
Chewing on a Milkweed does nothing for Maelore the mountain King
The growl of an empty stomach is the only song starvation will sing
Now the Moutain King, Loves his ladies : He only aims to Please
At Farmer Brown’s there’s chicken for delicious “Chicken Fricassee”
Now Maelore told Miss Kitty; under the light of the bright full Moon
“When they wake up, tell Bernadette and Linda Sioux I’ll be back real soon
A Shotgun Blast ominously echoes across the Mountain’s Forest Floor
Miss Kitty, Bernadette, the renegade Linda Sioux, would see Maelore :
N E V E R M O R E
HGarvey Daniel Esquire Wrote this for Constance ~ The Ramblling POET’S ~
Contest “ Cat Poems “ Dedicated to Constance, Barbara, and Linda-Marie
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