Gabbi-Puss (An observation)

By nannabot

Mon, 16 May 2011
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My feline duchess, sits guarding her brood,
in snowy white ermine, precipitant mood.
Her per-dot eyes, like jewels on snow,
hide centuries of secrets that only cats know.

Unblinking they gaze, and flash my attention,
resorting to ever-y feline pretention.
Begging and squeaking, she purr’s out for me,
to stop writing poetry, and get her some tea!

Certificate U
Spiritual

Comments

Submitted by mikepyro on
eh, i'd just leave it as every. it's too cheeky there. that said, i loved the happy smileworthy voice and flow, a wonderful little change of pace from the usual fare on abctales. It short, punchy, but very enjoyable. well done!

Give me the beat boys and free my soul! I wanna getta lost in ya rock n' roll and drift away. Drift away...

Submitted by nannabot on
Once again, cheers for nice feedback. My cat was on the footstool trying to distract me,(normal gabbi trick) I watched her for a while and suddenly became inspired to write the poem. I wrote it in about 15 minutes. She won in the end though, as I gave in and made her supper, as usual. I love her to bits.Even though she's bossy. xxxxthanks again. xxx