Cats and Men
Winn wasted love, romantic life, on men
And cats like men. The men walked round as proud
As only cats (and men) can be and then
They left. Sometimes the men and cats allowed
Some stroking of their hairy bodies for
A little while and then they moved away.
If Winn should fail to give, or worse, should bore
Their stalking brains, they’d treat Winn like some prey
That they abandoned when they’d had their fun.
A tomcat is a foreign beast at times
(Well, usually). When knowing they had won,
They’d finish, leave, and leave behind their crimes.
The men weren’t even sweet enough to purr.
They’d spurn their victim dreaming of their fur.
~ Phillip Whidden