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Good Times With Cats

BY JAMIE W., CONTRIBUTOR VENDOR

What can I say, I love my cats. Their names are Pressley, Lucy, Rilley, and Emma. Emma wants to be everywhere I go. She follows me through the house. She will just stare at me in the middle of the night. She gets in my face.

They all get along. Rilley and Emma will be one on March 15. Pressley will be seven on April 6, and Lucy just turned two on Dec. 16. They all love running up and down the hallway — they sound like a bunch of horses. They sound like they are trying out for the national roller derby, but these cats are my babies. I love them.

Lucy don’t like to be held. You pick her up, and she will start to growl. Pressley loves everything and everyone. Pressley, she is a gray and white tuxedo cat. Lucy is a black and white tuxedo cat. Rilley is a white calico, and Emma is a black tordachell, and we took Rilley and Emma off the street. They were stray cats, and Emma likes to get in my purse, and I tell her “Get out of my purse you would not know what to do with a dollar if I give you a dollar.”

I’m happy and grateful for all of these cats. I’m glad to be able to help them, and I can’t keep Rilley out of the grass. Rilley loves to play with anything. Rilley, Emma, and Lucy love to chase the laser lights. Pressley won’t have anything to do with a laser light. I can’t understand why she won’t have anything to do with it, but she loves anything dangly, and I hope all of my customers like this article.

YOU JUST TURN YOUR HEAD

JOHN H.

Don’t even know why

God made our minds and hearts so strong

To be treated so terrible, even though we never did anything wrong

Too lazy to row your own boat, so you decided to bring us along

Wanting to be like the Romans, so we built you a new

Dome All this time you never learned your lesson

But if you knew God, you’d know we were your blessing I look you in the eye, cautiously each day

Thank you Lord, for inspiring me with words to say

I’ll be stupid to try to understand the things y’all do

But if you know God, you would know he spared you

What would you do if you was black Jesus wants you to love all, it’s part of his pack

You can’t relate to me on

Nothing that’s been said

The perfect reason you can’t look at me; you just turn your head

TENNESSEE HYPOCRISY

JEN A.

The Tennessee legislature

Believed it was imperative

To draft a letter

On official state stationary

And sign their names to it

(To later be used in campaign literature during the next election cycle)

Condemning the actions of

College-age athletes of color

Who kneel during the playing

Of our national anthem

(Surely their 1st amendment right)

But they seem to have run out of ink

And courage

When maskless white thugs

Showed up at the Capitol

Proclaiming Covid is a scam

And it is their right

Not to wear a mask

(Spreading the deadly virus across the state)

Citing freedom and the 1st amendment

The Covid deniers wave

Trump flags and guns

The athletes wear shorts and sneakers

Who’s the greater threat to our democracy?

ONE OF A KIND

JOHN H.

Many, many say I’m tripping

Not at all, you’re just slipping

I saw your heart all the way from the start

I heard almost the same conversation again,

That Part

Be true, don’t use an excuse

Just like an addiction,

I become an abuse

Maybe I’ll lose, God just gave me a sign

You’ll always know,

It’s very hard to find one of a kind