Creatures: What does the cat think?A Poem by Betty greenPart of a series
Who are these creatures?
Fat Obese Lumbering Living in a pack Who are these creatures? Elite curtain twitchers Spying Picking On the vulnerable To feed on the morsels of their lives Like scavengers To whisper To shout To feel the power Who are these creatures? When alone Face to face Cowards Running to their lair Who are these creatures? Humans? No Neighbours of the lowest kind That’s what they are Makes me glad To be a cat Who settles everything With a scrap! © 2018 Betty green |
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