Poetry: The truth about...

Cats

I awake. Darkness.
No movement.

Create movement. Assail
The large pink creature.

I am flung. The wall is
Hard.

I groom myself
With dignity.
That will show him.

Now
The arm of the chair
Will suffer.


Dogs

I awake. Darkness.
No movement.

Oh how I must pee. Alas
I cannot wake the pink God.

Distraction: Smell my own butt.
No! It's no good! I must pee!
I must pee!

I have peed.
Oh shame. Oh disgrace. I
Belong in a corner.

But I am still a Good Dog.
Aren't I?