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My Wild House Cat
How sleek and glossy is your pelt
little cat,
like a lithe Cheetah you stalk my ankles,
ready to leap upon them,
domesticity has made them
your natural prey.
Soon I will fill your small bowl
with the meat of a great animal,
that in the wild
would certainly trample your slim body
upon a stony earth.
Then I will run my fingers through
your stiff tail and we shall purr together
while watching a TV documentary
about lions in the Serengeti
hunting cheetahs!
Copyright ©
Eric Ashford
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