The Indignant Cat


Ginger the cat,
Hissed indignant
Fixing us with a baleful glare.

“What ARE you humans playing at?
Off on a jaunt
With out a thought
Who will feed my feline mouth?”

“I mewed and I called.
And no one came.
I sat and sulked
bared my hungry teeth at the closed door frame.”

Providing victuals we had a chat
Dear Ginger the visiting cat,
On occassion you WILL have to dine off a rat!
Practice your hunting skills And rid us of rodents and their attack.

By which time Ginger had gobbled the repast.
And stretched out for a relaxing nap.

I doubt he heard the last part.
About hunting and eating and all of that.



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