of Sixlets and Emile's appalling example
Gnawing, as you know,
is truly now the new thing
to do with fang--shoo!
A cat's the only cat who
chooses you to chew today.
Look how it is. He
lies on your his own throne couch cushion,
still, so innocent.
Your Some pale flabby arm descends
too near his tempted jaws--snap!
Spray of H2O,
sprigs of Sixlets ready by--sweet!
I perch like Emile,
recoiling from this excess:
dentless, dry, and boring desk.