The Cat Poem by Trevor McLeod

The Cat



I held him high above my shoulders
and watched them call 'The Cat! '
The News being quick to show him off
for what was called 'The Fat! '

Then told him that he'd made the News
for what it was to act -
A crazy, common scary way
of what it was to fact -

That all good News has cheered you up
for what has come to man
When calling you depressed all day
and keeping to the plan

That making News for all the world
is lacking in it's means
When all your cats are not ignored
for what is left to scenes

That even News can spread the views
for ratings that go down
When even cats can see the world
as what it means to frown

Wednesday, February 16, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: cat,media,news,reporting
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The News harming us with bad news to the point they put on a cat video at the end to make us think the News was good and want to watch again next day.
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