Cat

Keeter C

I swear officer of natural causes the cat just died.

It was long lived in cat terms very, very old.

She was a good cat if I said not I lied.

You can see the shed hair on everything so bold.

She lived a good life orphan Annie adopted from an infant.

Only requiring food and attention and a clean litter box , attachment to humans was instant.

Movement out of the corner of the eye.

I guess another day when the wondering is constant.

I ask you disciple of Justice

Can I be prosecuted for something that just won’t die?

  • Author: Keeter C (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 30th, 2025 15:23
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  • sorenbarrett

    A most interesting poem that asks a serious question set in a poem of a less serious nature. Well done



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