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Poetry By: moonphish

meow meow meow meow

Submitted:Dec 27, 2011    Reads: 5    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   

there's a place the cats convene

down where garbage can be seen
bits of fish and chicken bones
pork chops, ham hocks, hot dogs thrown
gonna be some platters set
at the kitty kitchenette
there'll be rodents of all shapes
trapped where they cannot escape
although humans think its rude
feel free here to play with food
torture is good etiquette
at the kitty kitchenette
if its birdies that you seek
we'll remove the feet and beaks
have them feathered or pre-plucked
feast on turkeys, hens and ducks
or someone's cute canary pet
at the kitty kitchenette
here there are no dogs allowed
only felines in this crowd
we don't care if food's not fresh
sink our teeth in any flesh
you'll find catnip, too, you bet
at the kitty kitchenette


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