a cat
this year
for christmas.
i go down to the Pet Store
and tell the young
woman
in a red smock, holding
a dustpan
and broom,
give me all of those cats
in the first two
cages.
i count them out.
one to ten, but then say,
no, not that one,
i don't like that weird
stripe, or the color
of her eyes,
how about that one over
there with
the stubby tail?
i back up the car, where
i've laid out
a big blanket and spread
out a bunch of cat treats.
then i tie red ribbons around
each of them,
wearing gloves of course
to not get scratched.
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