Fat-Cat Heaven
God awaits us all
in fat-cat Heaven.
I heard that somewhere.
Wouldn’t much care
to be a mouse
in His house then.
If the fat-cats
are running the show
then there’s nowhere to go-
it’s all gone to the dogs .
St. Peter’s a company man.
You’ll know him by his tan-
Three stripes on his halo
to say ‘Angel – first class’-
Kiss my ass!
Things have progressed-
we can now park our cars
among the stars
and drive to our Final Rest.
That old clichee
‘You can’t take it with you ‘,
no longer applies !
A fat-cat who dies
– can park-and- ride !
Its supervised!
The Hymnal that you and I sang from
has now been replaced -
It needed re-writing
In fat-cat Valhalla
the songs
won’t discuss right and wrong-
They’ll be ‘cool’ –
and exciting!
‘Big –Cat’
has wisely decreed
that the things that we need
Should be decided for us.
Fatcat Heaven
can only be strong
if we all sing along
In a corporate chorus.
The concept of Heaven installed
by the cats who have ‘vision’.
Will see God take a back-seat to cats
who can make a decision.
And cats who aren’t fat
Or display a reluctance to sell
Can be decently neutered
And promptly rerouted to Hell!
The fat-cats are running things now-
So if you show your face -
Check your pride at the door
And remember that life is a race.
And if you ever manage to stand
Before those Purr-ly Gates-
that they open to he who shoves hardest-
And not he who waits!
The corporate cats will be happy
To welcome you in.
And forgive you your life’s misdemeanors,
your vices and sins.
On the subject of ‘corporate’-
corpses have now been outlawed.
And dying’s proscribed-
It was all in that’ penalty clause’.
They dug their claws in
And you signed-
Became twisted and bitter.
But your place in The Garden’s been kept-
Come and sit by the litter
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i love the cat
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Lovely piece. A very long one however .It's a great one, Simply wonderful and sweet. Now, is that fat cat urs ?
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I like the poem, but I had to work at it a bit to finish it. I was going along fine and really enjoyed the poem but then--bam-- for some reason in the middle I lost focus and the remainder began to run together. Upon rereading though, I am not sure that it is the poem itself that did that to me, or if it is simply the layout.
You might try combining a few of the earliest lines. For instance, in the first cadence.
2God awaits us all
3in fat-cat Heaven.
4I heard that somewhere.
5Wouldn’t much care
6to be a mouse
7in His house then.
Try combining line 2 and 3. Leave 4 as is and make line 5-7 only 2 lines.
God awaits us all in fat-cat Heaven.
I heard that somewhere.
Wouldn't much care to be
A mouse in His house then.
I think if you did that all the way through, still keeping the lines relatively short, it will draw the eye through the piece a little easier and give it the illusion of being shorter.
I say this because I really do like the ring of the poem. I pick up little bits and pieces of --aha-- all the way through it and it has a nice little rythm that carries through when spoken aloud. So I think that the bogging down effect that I experienced was more of a visual thing than a wording issue.
I enjoyed the read and loved the photo.
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April 5, 2006
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