“The New Cage”

I twittered nervous as a bird
Nestled in the jaws of a cat.
And you, you tossed me a word
Purring gently this way and that
And told me that the sharp teeth that I felt
Was the new cage and its ivory bars.
How could I listen and not melt,
Nor fill my eyes with twinkling stars?

In the end, there was but one feather,
The tell-tale sign we were together.
Was it worth it, was it fun? Very.
At least for the cat that ate the canary.

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