Ash Wednesday
I'd like to think I owned the cat,
that condescends to share my flat;
I give him of my rationed food
and cater to his every mood.
I'd like to think he'd go to seed
if I weren't there to meet his need
And yet the fact is plain to see --
that pesky, doggone cat owns me!
-- Ruth M. Outwater

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