The Cat I Belong To

Pumpkin is a tabby all orange and white,
He came to me suddently, one warm spring night.
He was ready to be taken away
And end up at the SPCA.

I intervened and took him home
Gave him some food and called him my own.
Now he sleeps right by my head,
He thinks it’s his own comfy bed.

He wakes me long before dawn,
And I dutifully feed him as I yawn.
I’m up and about and he goes back to bed,
I’m taking another nap, he said.

How does this work, I cannot see,
Am I his or does he belong to me?
I think it’s the former, that is what I can say,
I belong to Pumpkin every day.

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