Thursday, April 05, 2012

Milton's Cat Poetry, Continued

As National Poetry Month continues, guest blogger Milton Doyle Gunderson III returns with more:

Milton Doyle Gunderson III:
Poet, Sock Thief

Dogs, of course, can't do poetry. They're too busy drooling on everything. Plus, they're dumb. And they smell bad.

Cats are more introspective:

What Is That Thing?

Hairy snake behind me always,
Lurking twitching taunting.
Less predictable than a shadow,
Visible not visible.
Powerful instincts urge me to action,
Kill kill kill.
This hurts me more than it hurts you.

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