Meow Tales

Something’s not right,
I say as my cat fiddles with her food,
Don’t you think so too?
She meows, clearly not in the mood.
I pat her head and keep talking,
Of how the world has declined,
Of how we need to really move on,
But I suppose this talk doesn’t appeal to her kind.
Frustrated, I sit by her side,
Hey, listen kitty, there’s a problem,
That food? It’s all gone,

She looks up, her eyes full of glum.
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