(Poem 70 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)
(Inspired by the poetry of a TikToker – @YungStreetPoet)
He’s a cool cat, writes poetry that
plays smooth like music on old vinyl.
Might as well be sitting at an upright,
a little out of tune, one paw on the ivories,
the other swirling a bourbon in a smoky bar.
Others, upon seeing his handsome mug
will say things like, would you look
what the cat dragged in? and Daddy O.
He’ll say he polished his leathers and
left his pad for the sole purpose of
finding some jazzing, you dig?
@Home Studio – 70th poem of the year
Runner ups for the cool cat photos to accompany my poem:
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