The Pussy Mews

 
The arranged secrecy in rows of stables,
Mew with street lamps for strangers steps,
Varied ages with innovative tapes,
Set trap and catch -self invited rapes.

The thirsty pussy goes a-haunted for fish,
Somewhere it succeeds, somewhere it misses,
Its stealing eyes never fly from the lustful disk,
So vigorous as omnivorous knowing no risk.

The pet pussy by nature is untamable,
Its silent magnet is installed in every cell,
For Nature from her creates the human tale.

Impossible, unsolved, and unrealized the pussy is,
Stamped in man's being it induces and teases,
From its gravitational pull one hardly finds escape,
For Pussy is the core of Maya that plays its tape.