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when I walked down that dark foot path

I thought I saw a kitty but really it was a cat

and a coughing one at that

here cat here cat

I asked

where are you at

and at me he hissed and spat

then darted like death on his tail

under a nearby parked bus

and well, I thought

that is that

well come on

I mean it could have been worse

he could have been run over flat

then he would have been a dead cat at that

but not so by that lopsided old school bus

for one of its own tires was indeed quite

flat

so that scaredy cat

that may I add was much too fluffy and fat

stared out at me secure and content

from under that dirty bus where he sat

and not once did his eyes even bat

so I huffed over to my car

removed my disheveled hat

for my short journey home

and preceded to scat

saying to myself

hmmmmmmph....., I didn't want to pet you

anyway Mr. Uppity old ugly cat............

( written Jan 10,1992 pm)