Poem: Tub

cat laying down.

William "Bubbles" Galloway

Release Date

Monday, October 3, 2022


There she was bending over cleaning, ‘Tub’
Reaching through the door I tried to give it a rub
Don’t touch it! Don’t touch it she shouts
Snapping her head around, or else I’m getting out

See if you touch it, tail will go up
I tell you don’t touch it! Stop!
Fingers running down the back she loves the massage
See how it arches and perches, soon a shivering barrage

It’s so temperamental when in heat
It scratches and claws for pleasure and retreat
Exterior is comforting -  it’s so soft, and beautiful
Inside a sadistic raging fire of satisfaction it’s wonderful

See that now, your touching see how it purrs
Laying on its back, legs in the air, be careful don’t be too sure
At any moment now when she’s peaked and wanting no more
She’ll bite claw even scream and run through the door
Don’t stop! Keep on! Touch it more, you’ll see
Not me! I’m afraid ..pussy bite me

Note: William “Bubbles” Galloway is MNI Alive Resident Spoken Word Contributor

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