just come on in

i take the black cat in,

because

it's cold as hell out there

and i don't want

her life to end,

finding her in a snow

bank frozen solid.

i know about stragglers

and victims.

those without a means,

the looney ones,

the strange, the ones

in therapy

and once in chains,

those without friends.

there's a sign on my

forehead, saying all

are welcome, 

give me your tired,

your weary,  your weak,

your wackadoodles,

just come on in.