Orange fool
crawling the earth
no matter where
you lurk in leaves
your doltish fur
your whiskered snout
your oafish tail
will find you out.
Glass-eyed goggler
pop-eyed pouncer
your giant paws
thumping trees
squowl on, lumplegs,
dream your absurd
envious dreams
of flight of a bird.
Love it! .
Thank you Riette! If it makes you laugh we’re happy….
Gert you continue to add enjoyment to the day. Ginger!
So that’s the secret to cats – they want to be birds . . . everything fits.