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Prospero Protecting his Hoard

Prospero Protecting his Hoard My kitty growls when he is given food He loves.  He can’t control himself.  Nope.  He Curmurs and hisses.  Really he is rude To those who feed him, goes into a spree Of crude expletives, hunkers down and grabs A mouthful just in case I...

Turbulent March and Hot July

Turbulent March and Hot July In Rome the god of war and youth was Mars. This nodded to the young men who would die From March and onwards, or who grasped hard scars And heroism.  That god might imply Far more since he could not resist the charms His sister, Venus,...

Food Vincit Omnia

            Food Vincit Omnia Today as Prospero came bounding in When he was called for breakfast, his black tail Was whanged out wide.  He clearly thought a sin Had been committed, that some other male Had dared to enter our cat’s little patch Of territory, or...

Modern Improvements

Modern Improvements I find it faintly droll that Caesar had No clue about Napoleon and Hitler, that Augustus never knew how ultra bad That Mao and Josef Stalin were. How flat Those Caesars would have felt if only they Had known how pipsqueak they would seem compared...