A great Poet once told me
“those who have never experienced madness
at least once in their lives, have never lived”
so here goes,
one Sunday evening
whilst I was rummaging through a garbage bin down town
looking for a snack
I was tapped on the shoulder
by a cat
he said… “eh up, save something for me”
I replied…
I hate my life; I want to die
to be honest, I can’t believe I shared that with a cat
the cat, then replied…
well at least when your gone your gone
What about me?
I’ve got eight more fucking lives to live.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: (Satire) A very slight edit on one of my own personal favourite poems. 🌹
- Category: Humor
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