Biting The Middle Finger Poem by michael spangenberg

Biting The Middle Finger

I've a three years old ycat
Or less aside the inconvenient
Truth, the cat has me.

Eitherway, his name is
Little Red Riding Hood
Aka Red, he's pretty fierce.

I loved Red very much
until in contradiction of what
good vets advice to pets:

Never ever
bite the hand that's feeding you
Red's biting me yesterday

Red's a very clever cat
Not the whole hand
He ripped into rags

Just the middle finger
Without a doubt
To keep me from insulting him

The morning after.