Purrsday Poetry: The Empurror Rules: A Catatonia Poem

“I’ve martialed armies and I’ve fought long wars

With courage, though foes strove to overwhelm

Sweet Catatonia, our rich peaceful realm,

Where sunlight’s warm and gold and no rain pours.

Although the rabid armies of the rats

All swarmed our butteries and our pantries, we

Prevailed and rousted all: now you can see

That even field mice doff their feathered hats !

Now all the rodents swear through every land

Respect and honor’s due to every cat.

Since we have ruled the hoomans dogs know that

We cats proclaim that every kitten’s grand.

Where would this planet be without our might?

We’ve vanquished vermin and taught vassals all

Behavior that’s appropriate! So call

My court: I, Empurror, proclaim tonight

Will all be spent in banquets with delight!

So pour the brightly sparkling catnip wine !

So serve on fine Limoges a feast divine !

To Health !!!!! Our realm is saved, our rule outright !”

Author notes

The lovely image is courtesy of Pinterest.

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2 thoughts on “Purrsday Poetry: The Empurror Rules: A Catatonia Poem

  1. 3wallaces says:

    Outrageously magnificent. What momentum and all the whiskered warrior spirit of the feline stance. And anyone who call them hoomans, with me, will always have a chance. Bravo and yes, pour the sparkly catnipped wine. This is not just a poem. It simply is divine.

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