“Ode to Samson”

After 5 months of taking care of him with my own time and dime, 

He is mine

His name is Samson 

He is my son 

You were is father 

But you left and wandered 

Now he is a completely different beast 

From the wet food I allow him to feast 

My love, my heart, my comfort is he

Appearing in my life serendipitously 

He chases after my feet 

Your friend put your cat on the street

If that happened to Samson I’d face regret and defeat

Months pass, I hear no word from you 

Together we started life new 

Pardon my prolonged silence for I was afraid of how you might react 

But the fact is I’m keeping the cat 

I wish you peace 

For I know the struggle is real 

But if you want him back you’ll have to go to court to make an appeal

If you keep good grace 

I’ll let you come round to see his face 

You know what they say about women loving their babies 

But never fuck with a crazy cat lady