poetry
Kitten, you are my property,
and as you are my property,
you really have to take care of yourself –
both physically and morally.
When you lick a paw, lick morally.
When you shred the couch, shred morally.
Scratch my face in moderation –
Do not wake me before seven.
For if you don't act morally,
it makes a mockery of all property.
And that might end up leading us to
undisguised cattiness. And litigation.
25 November 1999
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