Pussy Cat

Pecking at seeds I've dropped on the patio floor

The little birds are swaggering up to my door

Someone has told them Tyrone is no more.

The squirrels are swinging here and there without a care

The orange cat is frolicking in the snow, no reason for him to go

Someone has told them Tyrone is no more.

No, water bowl to change, no litter box to clean

My kitchen today is very pristine

Someone has told it Tyrone is no more.

I sat on the sofa with no fear

That my clothing would be covered with fur from there to here

Someone has told it Tyrone is no more.