The Captain
you feed me faithfully twice a day
crunchy, dry food at 7:30 a m
scrumptious, meaty Fancy Feast at 4 p m
snacks in the afternoon while you lunch
you stroke my shiny, black fur with love
rub my jaw below my ears with zest
causing me to meow in contentment
I love curling up on your lap
but you refuse to let me run your life
and chase everyone else out of it! why is that?
