There we sat <br />Just me and the cat, <br />Upon a bench overlooking the river Thames, <br />The cat turned to me <br />And said, I believe I see <br />Some approaching cranes. <br />To the cat with eyes <br />Always looking rather wise, <br />I smiled and replied thus, <br />Is the crane afloat <br />Aboard a wayward boat <br />Or arriving atop a bus? <br />The cat and I <br />Both did sigh, <br />For we had come to understand, <br />Never could we see things quite the same <br />Life as serious or life as game <br />For she is a cat and I a man. <br />So now on the bench she and I continue to sit <br />Without expressing thoughts one bit, <br />And thus it shall remain until one or the other does die, <br />When arrives that lonely day <br />So long pal will be the only words to say <br />A simple understanding between intimate friends... the cat and I.<br /><br />Smoky Hoss<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cat-i/
