A poem for my Cat

Reblogging my first post, because I can. Haven’t written any poetry today. About to head out the door to see a therapist for the first time in over a year. Don’t feel like I need it right now, but I suppose it’s necessary.
Sending out some special appreciation to my first likers and followers as well.

Gemini's Lament

Seargent Kaboo

Leads his armaments to

Their fated dry-hump rape.


Drug up that tree

They were bound to see

Hope had died to an escape.


“Only a tyrant

can meet these requirements.”

And no one disagreed.


That carnage day,

The eighth of May,

When King Rudolph took the lead.

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