There are only six days left in Poetry Month, our celebration of The Park’s creative citizens. Today’s selection was written by renowned Park poet, Herbert K.T.L. Cat, III.
Down by the Broop ‘n Miaow
Down by the Broop ‘n Miaow
my love and I did meet;
She passed the Broop ‘n Miaow
with little, snow-white feet.
She bid me take life easy,
as the birds do in the trees;
But I, being young and tabby,
with her would not agree.
In a field by the blue pond
my love and I did walk,
and on my stripe-ed wither
she laid her snow-white paw.
she bid me take life easy
as the catnip on the plain;
But I was young and tabby,
and now am full of shame.
