My Cat Wants To Go To The Beach ~ a short poem by Katrina Curtiss 4/24/2020
Basra Wants To Go To The Beach

My Cat Wants To Go To The Beach ~ a short poem by Katrina Curtiss 4/24/2020

My cat came to me wanting to go the beach
“The Sun’s good for me, so does the President preach
It warms me inside killing Covid-19
I’m backing my bikini and lots of sunscreen”

“The President says, Lysol inside of me is good too
Though he’s not a doctor, he knows what to do
He’s just right about how to clean up this mess
I’m following the advise of our President”

“Basura” I cried, “He doesn’t know what to do!
Everyday, he claims to know something new
Open this, shut that, he claims false is fact
You know better to believe him, you’re a really smart cat”

“Go sit in the window, you can catch a tan
If it gets too hot, I’ll turn on the fan
We won’t follow one who knows not what to do
Believe me, tomorrow, he’ll claim something new”

Today’s Musing: “We are the butt of global jokes” ~ Quote by Basura, owner of me #girlwithguitar

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