Double Trouble, poetry by Cordilala at Spillwords.com

Double Trouble

Double Trouble

written by: Cordilala

 

Trouble One and Trouble Two
Sit in the kitchen with nothing to do
But stare at the humans and their food
Troubles’ bowls are full, but people’s food is so good!

Strategically placed between the bench and stove
The furry black monsters keep an eye on above
Where the humans take fresh meat to the pan.
To catch anything falling, is their plan.

The humans complain, double trouble don’t move
Like a well-practiced dance, they’re in the same groove.
Persistence and patience soon pay off
Fresh meat for both, which they greedily scoff.

Day in, day out, it is the same
This has become a regular game.
Some days there’s no meat for the humans to share
In that case special treats are presented with care.

Trouble One and Trouble Two
Sit in the kitchen with nothing to do
But take their place in the nightly charade
In the pursuit of treats, a lifelong crusade.

Cordilala

Cordilala

I enjoy painting pictures with words. Only recently have I let other people see these pictures. From the mundane over the silly to the outrageous, everything is fair game. My main purpose is to serve two black cats, Jay and (Silent) Bob aka Double Trouble. They are needy, greedy, and very loving little monsters. When I'm not performing my servant duties, I like to indulge in music, food, and the company of quality humans.
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