Ode To Flat Talc

Oh Flat Cat* staring out at me

With your mischievous grin

Why do you sit and stare all day

From the side of my powder tin?

 

Have you nothing better to do

Than grin your day in vain?

Do you never realise

  To me you’re just a pain?

 

I scoff at your toothless Anime

And your lack of liveliness!

Your dullard eyes and pinstripe nose

Cause me nothing but distress!

 

Your existence there is futile

I don’t know why you stay!

When talc dust falls on your toothless face

You can’t brush it away!

 

You cannot scratch a painted flea

Your whiskers are not there!

If you were to  just vanish cat,

I wouldn’t even care!

 

                            By Karyn

*Copyright Flat Cats 1996