This poem was dictated to me by my cat, Neruda. I adopted him from a local rescue organization several months ago. He is a spoken word poet, so I encourage you to say the words out loud. He is almost one year old, and has not mastered written language – yet. Enjoy!
Neruda and his tunnel
My name is Neruda, kitty poet of the people, and I’m here to say
kitty toys are the way
to happ-i-ness and joy in your heart
any-thing small and round will make a good start
we’ll play catch, maybe fetch
we’ll be rocking’ and rollin’
some old socks and a string, and you’ll be just golden
take a ride in the car, going near and far
don’t think I be boasting’ to say you’re roller-coastin’
cruise on down through your tunnel and surprise attack
do a somersault and land on your back
hip your hop, and hop your hip
bound up the stairs, and give your tail a flip
gotta go now, cause it’s dinnertime
the fridge is open
the food is mine
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