The Omnipresence of Cats

Just when I think I am writing a poem about death

A cat appears in the second paragraph

When I am drawing a portrait of my husband

He sprouts whiskers and pointy ears.

At the opera listening to Un bel di vedremo

I hear meows

And Madame Butterfly swishes a furry tail.

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