A little cat, a kitten, was lying in the road. <br />It wasn’t napping, mind you. It was dead and cold. <br />I threw it off.... to the roadside. <br />The little cat I did NOT hide. <br />Now it’s just a cast off, furry, piece of meat, <br />ready for hungry vultures to come and eat. <br /> <br />It was one small cat. I’m sure ‘twill be forgotten, <br />and I’m sure a replacement for it... soon will be begotten. <br /> <br />(September 21,2013)<br /><br />Bri Edwards<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dead-cat-cat-lovers-get-your-hankies-ready-short-personal-encounter/
