History Cat
You are our office cat
Or are we your office
They say cats
Domesticated humans
And are still wild
In claw and paw*
Anthropology feeds you
Maybe Mathematics too
Perhaps Sociology
Finds your fancy
With your feral tail and your
Vicious seductive grin
I am a part-timer
So no healthcare for me
But you, august creature,
We all paid for your
Ear to be bandaged
After you savaged the
Other cat on campus
And you won
Though you love the
History Department
We do not know your history
What you think of us
What kittens what tom cats
What wild nights of song
Only your grudges against
Cups on the edge of tables
Canned tuna since
You prefer the packets
Your antipathy for Bob
In the Business office
When you walk over
Our keyboards and
Type your sudden
Annoying little poems
We are the other
Animals in the office
We lick our fingers
Feed on findings
Use the boxes they give us
For pee and poop
If I could I would
Scratch Sandy who stole
My chance at promotion
And scar her face
But I don’t do that
Tamed, trained, tired
Lesser lions never
Rest or roam
Ticky Kennedy
Reclusive Poet in Residence
SchoolNewsToday.com
NOTE
“Cats domesticated themselves, ancient DNA shows. A comprehensive survey of cat genes suggests that even after felines wandered into our lives, they remained largely unchanged for thousands of years” National Geographic.
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