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Evening Of The Cat (poem)

Updated on February 26, 2014

He planned every moment for this

And hoped there was nothing amiss

To mar with his evening of bliss

A treasure he’ll long reminisce

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But then came the sound

Of that darn cat next door

Making all kinds of noise outside

Not tonight please not tonight

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His window he close to noise

And focuses back on his poise

With sound of sweet music he toys

Perhaps it will boost evening’s Joys

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But that darn cat outside

He can still hear it’s hellish meowing

Crying to a lovers’ moon

The one he will be robbed of

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Just maybe in time cat will leave

He still had enchantments to weave

His delight his senses retrieve

In moments with dream he will cleave

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Still that incessant cat

Pestering festering his every last nerve

Until through window he shouted

Can’t you please shut up

And there was quite

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Perfection now ready for her

With all that a heart could confer

He wondered what wonders would stir

When he made the one he loved purr

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But insanity aroused

As the cat continued its nightmarish chorus

Causing him to retreat for a friend

And as he and the rifle opened the door

Who was waiting there

Music only

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      Akhil S Kumar 3 years ago from kerala

      nice poem.Keep up the work

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      DJ Anderson 3 years ago

      Yes, that rifle could and did put an end to many things.

      "A permanent solution to a temporary problem."

      Nice work, Martin.

      I think there were six suicides in four generations in Hemmingway's

      family.

      DJ.

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      kidscrafts 3 years ago from Ottawa, Canada

      Cats can be quite persistent :-) I know, I have two!

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      MizBejabbers 3 years ago

      Well, I loved the poem until the rifle appeared. Being a cat lover, I didn't like that stanza. I solved a similar problem by pouring cold water out the window on two warring males that persisted nightly in disturbing the peace at my house. They stopped fighting under my bedroom window after that.

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      Wayne Barrett 3 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Wonderful work, Martin. I haven't forgotten you my friend, just been extremely busy trying to finish my book among other things.

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      Faith Reaper 3 years ago from southern USA

      Interesting poem, and an unexpected ending more than one! Yikes. I think I will keep my cat indoors : )

      Cats can make strange noises no doubt, especially during their mating.

      Blessings,

      Faith Reaper

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 3 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      Was it the cat at the door? Now I'm wondering about that!

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      Mona Sabalones Gonzalez 3 years ago from Philippines

      This is my favorite poem. It is sooooo funny.

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      Victor W. Kwok 3 years ago from Hawaii

      Thanks for sharing another awesome poem.

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      Nadine May 3 years ago from Cape Town, Western Cape, South Africa

      I am beginning to like poems on cats

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      Dianna Mendez 3 years ago

      Interesting poem on a cat. I am reminded of how much my cat was the boss around the house when it came to opening and closing doors.

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