For the Love of Rastus – R.I.P 20th May 2016

/ Kait King

A bright orange glow
you sit in the hedgerow
thinking you are hidden
and will get to catch the forbidden
but little do you know
your gingerness does show
even though you’re so still sitting
your camouflage seems to be what’s missing
You see the birds and can contain the frolics
but I’m sorry Rastas –
You stand out like dog’s bollocks!
You must wonder how come you don’t catch a bird
they must look at you and think you’re absurd
You’ll never catch them in your bright orange coat
Or feel their silky feathers in the back of your throat
I’ve seen the odd field mouse stiff on the bricks
but I just know, that’s not how you want your kicks
A crispy crunchy sparrow or a larger tasty minor
or perhaps a tender inside bird, something a little finer…
© Kait King, 2015

23 thoughts on “For the Love of Rastus – R.I.P 20th May 2016”

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  6. Everything born is doomed to die, cats are funnier when they’re brightly coloured, trying to hide behind a daisy or buttercup. They’re missed when they die just the same. Have a great week, Kait, looking forward to this week being less hectic but just as busy lol xoxo

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