The Cat's Whiskers

By jeand

Sat, 05 Apr 2014
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O Dreaded cat, how long must I

Avoid your touch, avoid your eye.

This house is yours, and I'm a guest

I can't forbid you, and the rest

Seem to think your purr is great.

Your upturned tail, they really rate.

Their legs are waiting for your touch

E'en the thought for me is too much.

I don't know why I feel this way

With the likes of you, I will not play.

What irony it seems to me

Cat's whiskers is, a good thing to be.

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Comments

Submitted by Bee on

This is a great poem, Jean. I can feel you recoiling and there is a real dislike for the same qualities you see appreciated by the others. Harder still, this situation because as a guest, you are trapped just waiting for the inevitable touch. I love cats for the reasons that some hate them. That slinky, boneless grace and spiritual presence, but if I were you, I'd tell people you are allergic to cats and they'll have to remove them from the room. 

Bee

Submitted by Starfish Girl on

Good poem Jean

Cats do seem to know when people don't like them and then will make a bee line for them.

My husband can't stand them, says they are covered in dried spit.

I suppose we are either dog or cat people and I prefer dogs.

Nice one Jean

Lindy

Submitted by celticman on

purrfectly clear.

 

Submitted by jeand on

Thanks Bee, Lindy, Bear and Jack

I've had some uncomfortable times with cats. When I was 9 months pregnant with my son, the cat of the family were staying with jumped in my lap in the middle of a meal and I spilled my soup all over the tablecloth.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by VeraClark on

I had the nastiest cat as a child. Like a guard dog. One eyed, too. How I miss that ball of fluff if only because she made guests perspire heavily. A neat piece with an unusual view.

 

Submitted by jeand on

Thanks Vera

You loved the cat because it upset people? I did love my dog, and she upset some people too, I guess.

Jean

Jean Day