Treat Poem – I

Crosby’s Log – 11 August 2013

I rule the house
through a patter of paws
lest not the faux-fur mouse
escape my exquisite claws
Til I miraculously hear
a faint shallow ting (pause and imagine the ting of a scrumptious treat here)
of a tuna treat not so near
a bolt of fur as shot thru a sling
collect with a crunch the morsel and sing
until the next treat she better well bring

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