the Birds and the Bees



Our cat was a chameleon.

Always playing the part,

but never a bridesmaid.

Not unexpectedly we ran out of cat food.

I’d never seen a cat tap dance before.


Later at  the cat beach a case

of cat food washed ashore

This was the 2nd time I saw

a cat tap dance.


On the train home our cat

read a novel, but it was

not a novel about cats.

It was a novel about dogs.


That’s how things are now-a-days.


And that Timmy is where babies come from.


Timmy would later be recognized as the best father in his prison.





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