Little Men Oh god! I hated Kitty

Yankee Love

He told me it was music.

I said, “It's only loud.”
He knocked me down and kicked me.

Americans are proud.

Little Men

Oh god! I hated Kitty

A couple years ago.

I have it down on paper.

Some days ago he died.

We nursed him and we loved him

And gave him medication

So long. How long? It helped him.

It didn't help enough.

An irritating cat

Of regular proportions,

Mentally deranged, it slowly

Was emaciated.

I shoved him on the floor,

And yelled at his intrusions.

I didn't like his problems

Or his personality.

For some reason he imprinted

On me and wouldn't go.

It this the way of life? The weak ones

Worship their tormentors?

“Animals are stupid,”

Their killers love to say.

All nature – vast and varied -

Will surrender to their wars.

Jill

Are your children crazy,

Ye of little heart?
Tough love is your answer.

Who's protecting whom?

I broke it off completely.

Gasping just to talk,

I came back. It took a week

To get the dates correct!

I do not like your poets.

They reflect on me.

They are good. And I am good.

A gaggle of bad poets!

Our affair is silly!

Like someone else I know,

I'm blamed for all the ills of earth,

And the death of Christ!