TWO CAT POEM

My second obligatory cat poem. I hope to stop after this.

You sit about on cushions

     like some corrupt Roman Emperor

     passing judgement on my every move.

The other of you poses as

     the household Sphinx,

     basking there,

     eyes closed

     as I scoop your litter box.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Dye]

This is a daily occurrence in my home. For I am just a peasant, put here to scoop poop! Clever little poem, fun to read.

[rutherford]

Thanks Dye.