So today's prompt is to write about an animal. And, it usually takes me a while to write a poem in my head...but this morning a friend asked me about my MIA cat...and that prompted my poetic genius...yes, I said genius. :) (And, I have to check to see if that last word is "allowed").
Poem 4
M.I.A.
My cat went splat,
Or perhaps ate a bat,
And choked on the chewy wings?
Perhaps he got lost,
Or was bitten by frost,
And counldn't get past the sting?
Maybe he was eaten,
Or just simply beaten,
And too weak to fight the thing?
Maybe he got bored,
Or just found a whore,
And now he's too busy fucking?
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