"Walking with Batman"

Coffee cup in hand, I ventured outside
A sunny brisk day where clouds can not hide.
Walking around the campus, I did stroll
Suddenly thru the bushes, out popped a troll.

His name is Batman: actually 'Batman-Guy'
Mask of thick fur making a cowl of his eyes
He's cost me a fortune from fights that he's had
I respect his libido, but we still cut his 'nads.
He has a stitched up hole cut deep in his dome
Still walks with pride but not too far from home.

Cat and Man walked together, just him and I
We both stopped together to hear willows cry
I had to walk slowly even though he has four
And we walked and he talked,
then we walked a little more.

I crossed the street and I called and implored
But like a small child, he'll cross no more.
So I gathered him up, and told him he's mine.
He walked happy beside me - keeping good time.

We stared at the blackbirds *****ing up in a tree
I waited patiently for him while in mulch he did pee
He kicked his back feet like bull waiting to charge
He caught up to me slowly, as his belly hangs large.

And when we were done, and we both reached the door
I was grateful for his company, and the love he does pour.
But he still won't come in, the fact is well known
that he's still a cat, you see:the idea must be his own

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Note:the real title is Walking with Batman,
but i didnt want you to think i was strolling with a cartoon.
Batman is still with me, and is still a pest
but he's a wonderful intuitive friend, and always by my side.