Bright green eyes filled with fear
Fur risen, ears flattened.
Toby runs away when I come near,
Like I'm a prison and he's threatened.
Toby the cat and Eli the human
Go together like oil and water.
He is the first to reject my hand,
To reject my continued offer.
Oh Toby, won't you come cling to me?
They may feed you, but I can set you free.
Free in what way you may ask-
Free to cuddle, free to flee
Into the outside you so desperately long for
Despite your trepidation at the front door.
The neighbor's cat whispers its siren song
Sniffing the grass while you sniff the floor.
But if you can stomach my presence for a moment
Perhaps I could alleviate your need for lament.
If you'd give me the time of day,
Perhaps you could have your way.
We could be the best of friends, you and I.
Too bad you hate me too much to ever try.
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