Cat-House Sonnets

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A sonnet about a cat's tail.

Submitted: March 02, 2008

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It goes with her everywhere that she goes:

just like a big umbrella in the rain,

just like a prickly thorn upon a rose,

just like a blushing bride must trail her train.

 

It curls above her head; it’s very long:

just like a black snake found down in the grass,

just like the chorus of a silly song,

just like the slide trombone that’s made of brass.

 

She had been known to chase it round and round;

she captures it sometimes to clean it well;

and even if it never makes a sound,

she’s not quite sure she always likes its smell.

 

I tell her it is part of her, but she

does not think that a long tail needs to be.

©2008MargyOhring


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