Literature
With A Smile
I know
my mommy
wants me to be
a good boy
and look after me
with these pretty
little veg-e-tables
but I am a cat
a little one
I know
but still a cat
I am
a stalker
of the night
a nightmare
for little running mice
or I will be
one day
but
none of that
will come to pass
if I am made to eat
these veg-e-tables
when
what I really need
to make me big
and strong
is a nice tin of t-u-na
or
better yet
a real live fishy
still flopping
on a plate
with terror
in its eye
gazing up
at me
that
is the way
things
are meant
to be
my mouth
wide open
with a smile
that
is a proper
dinnertime
