Ode to a Cat by Jace Holden Always claiming the best seat, a furry self-crowned king, Always sleeping until I need rest, then suddenly demanding. Playing hissing jumping, leaping clawing thumping. Then to the litter box, stinky smells and gleeful kicking. No need for restraint, father will do all the sweeping! Why do I put up with such abuse, you thoughtless creature with no use? That’s it, I’m finished, I’m through! There will be no more me and you! Then gentle feet pad across the floor, one brief hop into my lap for more. This time love, a tickle behind the ear. Oh how I love when you are
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