I seek you out
I attack
Then sing the song of my people
Loud
With gusto
And wake the dead
And the living
To cry out
The fact
That I have found
A rubber band.
I am
The Cat.
The end.
I seek you out
I attack
Then sing the song of my people
Loud
With gusto
And wake the dead
And the living
To cry out
The fact
That I have found
A rubber band.
I am
The Cat.
The end.
My cat’s ability to seek out rubber bands and twist ties…. even when I tuck them away hidden somewhere, never ceases to amaze me.
I just LOVE this poem. Very cute!!! 🙂