An Ode to Orange Terror

I’ve never met a cat like you
You’re upside down
Backwards; empty of that cat intellect
I’ve never met anyone
So dedicated
To benign terror
You are a lurker
A getter
A sneak-attacker
That is not to say
That you are particularly skilled
At this mantel you’ve taken up
The orange of your fur
Tends to give you away
Flashing against the cream of my room
Not to mention
You are a large baby
If I haven’t told you yet today
A large, uncoordinated baby
So much so that it may even be
Your gift
For all of this
I have fallen for you
You large ball of orange terror

Published by K. E. Diller

Young adult attempting to do a million things at once, including write books and follow my dreams.

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