Saving an enemy

Not fond of cats, could’ve

Killed one but I saved it

From a car and gave it

To my neighbour who

Wanted to catch rats

He had no money

Could’ve given him

Poison but I gave

The cat away to him

And he thanked me.



He works out too much to

Play a certain character, cuts

Himself off of friends and lovers

He looks hot but he still can’t

Date a woman, much less long

Enough to get married in time

He passes out and quits being

Buff, becomes happily fat instead.


Used to distrust cats due to superstitions

Despite wanting to kill one, I had it

Kill all the rats in my compound instead

Still distrusting it but relying on it when

I’m either helpless or bored and needy

Of another solution to recurring problems.