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I Hate Cats II

by Tony Whitaker

Now listen close
you'll understand
my roaring rant
before you I stand
I hate cats

When taking their time
as I rush to pee
she jumps in my way
since she knows me
I hate cats

Sometimes a swipe
when I walk by
sometimes a scratch
to my surprise
sadistic feline fun is that
I hate cats

Eighteen years
Sasha reigned supreme
it was my wife
found this blue-gray thing
soon after we wed
to my second Queen
I hate cats

Sasha sublime
plopped in my lap
or by my side
took her naps
often demanding
a stroke and a scratch
she told you where
with the nod of her head
I hate cats

Sometimes staring
from across the room
I wondered what evil
behind blue eyes loomed
why want she look away
my program is doomed
I hate cats

Don't tell my wife
when Sasha passed
my heart was so much broken glass
these eyes filled a watery gloom
and I swore
no more of you

No more cats
to render pain
compromising my male pride
Do your hear me, Maggie
my loving bride?”
She just smiles
and shouts inside
You love cats".


Author's Note: Yes I do...Shhhh. Don't tell anybody. I have an image to maintain!

Posted on 12/22/2010
Copyright © 2021 Tony Whitaker

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 12/22/10 at 08:49 PM

Ha. Awesome.

Posted by Linda Fuller on 12/24/10 at 02:17 AM

I came home from the market (where the manager had just confided in me that, since his girlfriend's daughter moved in with them with her cat, he [a lifelong avowed cat hater, who had been claiming a bogus cat allergy] likes cats now) to read your poem. Very timely. And a charming poem.

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