The kitten twins were playing outside their house. This evening, dad was coming back home, as usual, but with a sack-full of juicy and...

This is yet another poem about cats, but not about their zen or cuteness. Their viciousness! Watch how I describe a murderer cat killing...

This is another poem I wrote about a cat sitting on a windowsill. If you have seen previous posts about a cat, then you will know what I...