My Cat is Jealous of My Guitar ~ A Short Poem by Katrina Curtiss 9/5/2020
Basura Is Jealous Of My Guitar 9/5/2020

My Cat is Jealous of My Guitar ~ A Short Poem by Katrina Curtiss 9/5/2020

The Adventures Of Basura Continue…

My Cat is Jealous of My Guitar ~ A Short Poem by me

Basura Cat is jealous of my guitar
She wants to toss it very far
Every time I hold it on my lap
She claims the space to take her nap.

All through the day, she eats and sleeps
Not a word from her, not even a peep
She ignores me until I start to play
Then she demands to have her way.

She sits at my feet most innocently
And acts like she is scratching a family of fleas
Then she reaches up, her paw like a hand
I know it’s my lap, that she demands.

Then suddenly she is pressed against my guitar tight
I try to hold them both, with all of my might
But strings won’t vibrate, not enough room for the two
So, I am left with nothing else to do.

With a sigh, I stop practicing and playing
Because upon my lap, she is laying
It’s the most wonderful problem, to have you see
My Basura Cat, wanting to be loved by me.

Today’s Musing: “Why don’t you play the harmonica?” ~ quote by Basura, owner of me. #girlwithguitar

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  1. Connie L Calvo

    Basura is the ruler of you!😂 You are very lucky to have such a loving cat! 💕

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