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Elena Plotkin


Every Time I'm Out About Town


She walks restlessly up and down,
Every time I'm out about town.
And refuses to even go to bed,
Just sits and waits up instead.
And when I finally do come back,
I know I'm going to get some flack.
As soon as I open that front door,
She'll let me know what she has in store.
All day long she had been thinking and debating,
How to make me pay for keeping her waiting.
Her eyes will bore down on me like laser beams,
Her pleasant tones will turn to cries and screams.
She'll walk past me and never glance at me the same.
I'd call to her but she'll pretend that's not her name.
I'll try my best to make it up to her with trinkets and treats,
But once my cat gets angry... oh my poor bedsheets.

Submitted: Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Edited: Friday, March 07, 2014

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  • Bri Edwards (7/9/2014 12:27:00 AM)

    elena, were YOU just out catting around? ? and, if so, was it type a or b? ? ? ha ha!

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    cat around, Slang.
    a.
    to spend one's time aimlessly or idly.
    b.
    to seek sexual activity indiscriminately; tomcat.
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    i had the feeling, from very near the start, that this was headed in a feline or canine direction. as i got closer to the ending, feline stood out in my mind. thanks for not disappointing me. and thanks for sharing. and thanks for the great rhyming! i hope the sheets were salvageable. :) bri (Report) Reply

  • Khairul Ahsan (9/6/2013 11:14:00 PM)

    Very well penned.10/10.
    Well played cat and mouse game well described.
    Your love for the pet is conspicuous. (Report) Reply

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