poems

My Cat

©Andrés Díaz Marrero

My cat is on the roof.
His tail stuck out a yard.
He never uses boots.
He is neither made of rags.

He purr, now an then.
Drinks with style his milk .
He is neither skinny nor fat
and of course he likes fish!

He is not a story character
with pedigree unswayed.
A pure mongrel, thus is my cat!
I just have it portrayed.

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