Always and Never

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For my cat it is always and never Christmas.
I'm greeted each waking like
Santa Claus bearing
sackloads of presents;
each pouch of food is turkey
with all the trimmings;
each bowl of water the
best champagne;
each post-prandial nap
exquisite sated bliss.
But I sleep too sometimes and
my attention wanes and each
Christmas comes to a sudden, horrible,
unwelcome stop—until
Christmas morning dawns anew.

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vrosej10vrosej10over 13 years ago
I agree about the horrible and morning

But otherwise this is an excellent poem that captures the nature of cat nicely. I have mice and I have trained them with a vocal prompt when to expect their dinner. They react the same way.

lostchickenlostchickenover 13 years ago

I think this is the reason why I like dogs LOL!!

What a clever poem :)

I understood, envisioned and chuckled all the way through.

Thanks for sharing.

UnderYourSpellUnderYourSpellover 13 years ago
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Having been owned by a cat in the past I can understand this although your cat can't be as fussy as some of mine where if everything is acceptable to eat! I'd lose the 'horrible' though it speaks of things far worse than you intended

LiarLiarover 13 years ago
As a cat person

I can relate. But it's not only Christmas, my cat expects and demands it. Her majesty is not amused when the grub is a minute late. ;)

twelveoonetwelveooneover 13 years ago
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do you have a reason for "morning", stikes me as reduntant; alright now I have to say something nice. This may look like, well overblown

exquisite sated bliss.

but really nice contrast with

Christmas comes to a sudden, horrible,

unwelcome stop

as usual nice work

easy 100

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