Open Poetry #1 |
My Tom |
Lucie Senior Member
since 1999-06-20
Posts 1077Houston |
My tomcat has a girlfriend, she sits behind our garage. She’s calico and fluffy, you might mistake her for a mirage. Tom steps out the doorway, and looks from side to side. Then prances down the steps, and takes on a He-man stride. He was feeling kind of tough, he’d had a round or two. With an old cat down the block his name was Tomcat too. Although my Tom looked worse for wear Miss Fluff didn’t seem to mind. She purred and rolled and spruced herself and shook her little behind. That was all Tom needed he got playful, coy and gallant. After all he had been through what more could this little Miss want. Well it seems she was a lady even though the feline kind. She pulled a quick about face and put sense back in his mind. She boxed his nose and bit his ear and scratched and made him sore. But he is a man.. though the feline kind and he’ll just go back for more. |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
This was good, and a chuckle it gave! Just like all of us, get scratched and bit and go back for more. |
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elvira Senior Member
since 1999-07-06
Posts 936California |
what an adorable poem...brava!...my kitties are girls, and the toms always come calling ------------------ one night at the airport...Childhood Memories...your countenance...eight short weeks...My One and Only...Music to my Ears...hoarse whispers...just watching tv...Feel the need?...serving wench...Tribute to M.J....take a guess...sink or swim... stolen hours...the mistress...Perfection...a little girl...Mr. Jones...insomnia...devotion...07-20-69...craving...Master...chat? ...apart...plain...vice...shameless self promotion |
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