Bailey

byDeepAsleep©

When I come home, I look at my white horse of a cat
say, 'Hey, boy,'
let him lay on my shoulder
Enthroned!
At work I am the end all be all
Alpha
Omega
King shit of poop mountain.
Here,
just an ambulatory
cat toy.
Happy slave to a purr
An ingenious face
If I hadn't inherited you,
I would have named you
Captain Pancake
to satisfy your lunatic eyes.
penchant for tapping me on the arm
when I'm sitting around not paying attention to you
But I got the last laugh.
You come to a whistle.

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