The Dissonance: Canary and the Cat
With black paws striding in a sassy stroll
Oscar ambled along with his feline attitude
Not interested in the human’s offering
Of catnip dipped in honey ketchup
Nor willing to abide the tease of those silly toys.
“Are you quite mad to believe I will chase your whims!”
Purred Oscar in annoyed dismissiveness.
All the while Lilly, in her most adorable taunt,
Quipped, “Ossy, you’ll chase smelly mice
But refuse a taste of sweet nip?”
“For a narcissistic canary that pecks at her reflections –
You couldn’t chase a dream outside that golden cage!”
Oscar’s retort was delivered in beautiful riposte.
Lilly shrugged off Oscar’s insolent way
And took to preening her beautiful yellow dresses
Knowing full well that the old snarky cat
Would never leave her side
“Ossy my dear I’ll sing the songs
If they bring us – life’s longs.”
Oscar curled himself around her door
And purred gently, “there is no dissonance here”.
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