Who’s The Boss

So the old yellow cat is back on the porch

And taking charge of the place.

When the big black dog made a challenge

He slapped him right in the face.

The dog, perplexed, drew back a bit

The porch was his he thought.

Well never mind he guessed he’d share

And decide to fight or not.

There’s a reason the cat has only one ear

Whether to call it dumb or brave.

He fought for his place when already whipped

His own domain to save.

Never mind what you might think

The dog is still down under

He has found it more secure down there

Kinda makes you wonder.

Would he fight an intruder protecting me?

Well he’s only a stock dog you know.

I suppose if an enemy attacked It’s under the porch he’d go.

By Prairie Singer