From the Cat's Perspective


She shut the door in my face

I am no longer welcome in this place

I guess I’ll just sit on the stairs

And every time she passes, I will stare


I plainly call out my displeasure

But I am no longer her treasure

She traipses around with a new boy

I bet he thinks he’s real coy


I can see right through him

If I could, I would shred through his limbs

She ignores me now

But soon she’ll realize that he’s just a cow


We’ve been together for thirteen years

And I make him uncomfortable with my leers

Soon he’ll be out the door

And I’ll take my rightful place once more

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