together they went for the rally
to preserve the right to sit in dark alleys
the people were trying to change their ways
but the cats knew they were there to stay
both domestic and stray
to break records that men could never tally
some things have a hold on me
cute furry creatures, the untamed sea
tales of knights and elves and magic
tv shows, so bad they are tragic
aroma of freshly baked bread too hot to eat
the thought of someone who i’d like to meet.
the old raccoon taught the young cubs
how to stay alive in the human hubs
give the late night lovers a fun scare
hiss and claw at anyone who dares
to try and steal their juicy meal
of week old trash, tasty and congealed.
There is only one corner in that room
The room is old, you can smell the fumes
sixty degree angle where both ends meet
wallpaper peeling at the edge due to the heat
On the right hangs a picture of a bride and groom.
There was once a lady who had quite a face
of beauty and elegance it had not a trace
small eyes long nose and lips quite large
the sum of the parts, like a photo montage
but she was still proud, stood tall with grace.