Our Beloved Cat Poem by Nero CaroZiv

My beloved dear, I was summoned to go up to my place in heaven
My time is up in this earth; short, I doubt if I can count my days until seven
It is the final journey we all must take on unknown track
From which no soul has return back to tell his adventures and luck

They say it is a good world up there
I will not suffer a head ache; a tooth break or a cold winter to bare
The authorities can never pursue me for any reason
Filling taxes? is none at any season

Meanwhile you my dear can renew and recover
From long mourning and suffer
And you can choose an old man; gray hair with average head
To fill my empty cold place in bed

But make sure he is my size and about my length
So he can fit exactly into my cold empty place in bed without effort or unneeded strength
He can wear my pajama and my cotton embedded slippers
I will not need them in that world of no keepers

I can tolerate his foul existence in my house and in my bed
But I must warn you if he does any thing cruel or mean to our beloved cat
I will appear in his sweaty devilish nightmare like a fire spitting bat
And by the early dawn he will have a heart attack; to be pronounced dead!    


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