The Kitty and the Bird

by jpl8

I saw a kitty jumping through a field of flowers,
his hair was black and white.
He hipped and hopped with such raw power
I thought that he'd take flight.

He saw a bird.
He crouched beneath
the daisies and the grass.

He wiggled his bottom,
he lept on upon him,
and the bird was dead, alas.