LAME STORY
I have a cat
A cat named Cat
But the cat can't seem
To hear when I say Cat
So I took her
To the doctor
He said she was weak
And her vision was blur
Disappointed I came
Thought about her name
Bob, Harley, Puff, Snowball
But she heard when I said Lame
Lame was pretty
And a little too gritty
Yellow on orange or the other way
But oh she was zitty
Lame didn't know
Her world I couldn't blow
That she can't see
That her eyes were hollow
Daring as she was
Without a valid cause
Launched herself from shelf
To claim my chair with paws
Maybe the light was too bright
Or her weakened sight
Cause chair was on the left
She landed on the right
A thump sound came
Down came the rain
And I realized
I had lost my dearest Lame
On the funeral day
When everyone got away
I found a cute Minskin
And I named her May
So the next story
Of love and glory
Will be of May but
undead, don't worry!
~THE POETESS
Excellent poem. Keep it up
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