Patches The Great Poem by Justin Tallman

Patches The Great



BEHOLD
AND BOW!

The greatness
of her majesty
Patches The Cat

She has terrorized couches
only to sharpen her claws
and conquered basements
when her litter box
was over populated

All have fell
under the charm
of her soft white fur
No one can resist the
enticing feel
And in the event
one should resist
a roaring demand
she will squeal

O Patches!
How you rule this kingdom
through your hedonism
You never lift a paw
You give command
by just laying around

Your bowl
should never be empty
and always be filled
with the best flavors in town
But if you should find
your bowl to be empty
(a tragic event)
O! The wrath
on our dinner plates
you will bestow

I am not her master
you see
I am her humble servant
O how I take pride
in the service
of serving
Patches The Great

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A very epic poem I wrote about a very epic cat.

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