A sad, tragic, dismal culmination of events that saw defeat snatched from the jaws of victory; the gods of genius not so much unfavourable . . . more kept at bay by a needy beast desperately determined to fulfil its own agenda. Continue reading
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More cat protest poetry. Though it’s futile, they never listen – no matter how many times I read it over and over to them in the hope some of it will get through.
But imagine if it did – what then? What if through the power of poetry I could get them to change some of their more unfavourable habits and going-ons?
I’d be in the highest demand, hailed poet laurecat!
Poems just come to me, seemingly from out of nowhere. This one appeared last night after a couple drinks. Unfortunately it’s unlikely to win me any friends.
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