a loud crash
shocks me from sleep
that damn cat
knocked my stuff in a heap
what to throw
for a lesson to teach
anger just grows
cause my pillow won't reach
with a taunting me-ow
it exits the scene
but alas, no return
to my x-rated dream
I stare at the ceiling
aware of a loss -
my comfy pillow
which I had to toss
so that cold, cold floor
I eye with a glare
and who do you think's
on my pillow, out there?
free cat, anyone? please?
Chuck Audette
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/free-cat/
