A poem by Beverly Stock.
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Me: Oh, Feline Spirit, will you reply?
Just simple answers, would you try?
Spirit: I’ll Try
Me: What must I do to appease my kitty?
Spirit: Go Buy
Me: But she’s not loved me much before
Spirit: Spend More
Me: What can keep her chaste, her I adore.
Spirit: A Door
Me: What must I do if she’s not kind?
Spirit: Be Blind
Me: What must I do when she gets cross?
Spirit: No Great Loss
Me: She’s like the wind, what if she blows?
Spirit: Gosh, who knows?
Me: Is there no way to moderate her anger?
Spirit: Hang Her
Me: Thank you Feline Spirit, as your answers tell,
She's a fickle cat, so I will guard her well.
Spirit: Fickle cat (from Hell!)