Feline Fantasies

There once was a cat, a knight,

Who fought dragons.

Along with his fine feral sidekick

He always stood up

For what was just and right

And for the honor of

His damsel in distress .

One day he looked into his mirror

And saw that he was but a peasant

And his good friend was not one bit better.

The dragons turned out to be windmills

His damsel a homely old spinster.

At least he has his imagination,

And dreams of what may someday be

And dreams of what, long ago, might have been.

 

 

Welcome back to THE SUNDAY MUSE #60 .

13 thoughts on “Feline Fantasies

  1. coalblack says:

    Sometimes it is busier between the ears than anyplace else, and not subject to the same constraints.

    I didn’t realize that “iamthewalrus” was you, until yesterday. Why didn’t you say something?

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