Cats are strange dudes
There are things they find rude
Like touching their tail
They will bite without fail
On some days they sit and purr
And other times bite and hiss in a slur
Maxie the cat likes to sit at a window
And stare out at the world without issue
They have games around hunting
And hunting and catching things
Siting and staring is their past time
Being inscrutable is their personal grind
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Their capacities aren't up to their intentions.