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Nick Adams's avatar

Here is a poem about cats that you might enjoy:

I'm indifferent to cats.

I've never wanted one,

But I think I have one.

He lives under a porch.

Just outside the kitchen door

Where we go in and out of the house.

He's mostly gray and his fur and face.

Look like he's electrified.

We met when I dropped a sandwich

And before I could count to five

He appeared and jumped on it.

He hissed at me and I said "Shoo."

He shooed with the sandwich.

The next day I left him some

Roasted lemon chicken.

The next day was meatloaf,

(My mother's recipe.)

Then there was some thick sliced bacon,

And the next an extra burger from Wendy's.

He still hisses at me.

I'm worried about his cholesterol

So today he's getting oatmeal.

I don't care what he says..

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Nichael Cramer's avatar

Concerning poems about cats:

I’m sure, as an English major, Garrison is well aware of all this, but other folks who might not know the piece, may enjoy reading the following, which is likely the crown jewel of all cat poems, I.e. Christoper Smart’s “For I will consider my Cat Jeoffry”:

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45173/jubilate-agno

(Actually, this is a simply a relatively short selection from Smart’s much longer poem “Jubilate Agno”. According to legend Smart, being confined to prison (or a madhouse; accounts differ) wrote “Jubilate Agno” over a long period of time at the rate of one line per day.)

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