April Fool's Day ~ Melissa is host in the dVerse Poets Pub ~ asks us to write a poem using a 60 / 40 truth to lie ratio [mine may be skewed more toward truth]
Yoda the kitty ~ orange fluff-ball so fine
rescued one day by a Human quite kind
Yoda she named him ~ with a flick of his tail
vowed "no ma'am, no inside ~ i was born to set sail
rooftops and pastures, the world far and wide
shall be my domain ~ I was made for outside”
yet danger did lurk in the form of a foe
a spiteful mean neighbor (we've all known that woe)
this villainous scoundrel with hatred and spite
trapped poor sweet Yoda ~ locked him up tight
kind lady rescued ~ quickly set free
but Yoda and freedom were not meant to be
the villain struck back ~ one more cat-napping scheme
dumping him miles away ~ survival a dream
the Badlands we call it ~ a wasteland and bleak
Yoda ~ scant sustenance, would grow thin and weak
three months through snowstorms, frostbite and chill
he prowled with resilience, luck and sheer will
till one day in May on a porch far away
a farm couple found him ~ Oh Happy Day
under his collar the farm couple spied
so faint ~ a phone number, the snow tried to hide
ring ring her phone ~ could it be true
kind Human answered ~ and finally knew
worst winter ever ~ he'd somehow survived
her precious feline ~ alive now pint-sized
together at last ~ in her arms safe and tight
no villain, no weather would steal him this night
cheers to brave Yoda ~ the cat who defied
schemes of the wicked ~ storms far and wide
here's to his Human ~ the best of her kind
love once it's found ~ forever entwined