I used to live in a place
where you had to be tough.
If you wanted to live,
you might have to get rough.
Who knew that one day
I was destined to meet
two humans who love me
especially when I bite their feet?
Until I went home with them,
I never really knew
how to love or be loved
but now I think I do.
They tell me all the time
that I am a family cat
and that my bird is for loving,
but I can always eat the rats.
So family it would seem
means exactly what I thought,
find two suckers who love you
and love them back a lot.
(Do I get a fish now?)
Autumn Siders 