The Black Cat

Walker
He has a glossy, plush black coat of hair,That looks so clean when light shines on it.

He strolls with his head tilted up and his tail in the air,

putting one black paw in front of the other like a runway model.

He has the arrogance and confidence of a pop star.

When he looks at me I swear he rolls his eyes.

He probably thinks he's better than me.

He demands for his food. "Meeeoowwww!!".

After I feed him he throws upa disgusting mixture of black hair and old oatmeal.

He shoves open the door to my room like the police And jumps on my bed and goes to sleep.

He forgets that I am the one that feeds him And gave him a home.

When I first got him,He was a homeless skinny kitten filled with fleas.

So dirty you didn't want to touch him Now he's the fat spoiled real life Garfield.

Published by Walker

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