cats

Cats

We are looking

after a cat

it is white and yellowish.

I feed it and clean

 the litter box.

The catwalks around mewing

and shedding hair

on sofas and beds.

I hate the fucking cat it is

not friendly, sometimes the cat

go on the veranda on

the seventh floor

and it isn`t falling down.

I like a dog can bond with it

take it for a walk and they will not

hide in empty boxes

or in your cupboard.

The lady ‘cat owner

will come and pick up the moggy

her little wonder

today and it will not be missed.

 

◄ the failed writer

a calamitous night ►

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