Sweety Cuddles Puddin Pie

Prompt: I am your neighbour's vicious, manic, cat, who goes by the name of Sweety Cuddles. With my owner I am syrup personified but with anything else .................. Write a diary for one day. (any form, but make sure it looks like poetry)


I am waking, slowly purring,
wrapping fluffy tiger tail ‘round mamma.

Daintily dining on tender tuna
from crystal dish, I am planning,
waiting, anticipating.

Purrroww I want to go out;

I’ll be a good girl-yes-I-will-Sweety-Cuddles-Puddin-Pie.
The slide of glass and

Freedom!

Racing low through grasses
Whizzing insect buzz twig snap dart dodge
hunker; whiskers twitching and
pounce

I am upon next door neighbor’s flowers
Claw, dig, spaz about, and tear
Jumping high into the air, landing
(skid)
away from sudden shout
and shaking broom.

I turn and search a sun-patch to curl upon, but
Hey!
There’s Heather, the mail carrier,
I’ll run first and one two three
leap
gnashing bag of letters,
Thrashing, yowling, Heather drops bag and I am
Merciless tampering with mail, a clawing scratching
Ripping federal offense.

A sudden loss of interest. I lick right front paw,
Disdaining Heather, turning tail.
Panting, thirsty. Sleepy too.

Scratch at glass; please let me in, mamma.
I’ve been a very good
girl.