Long Poems About Cats

My man’s best friend was Sam the cat
He sat alone; alone on his mat
Circumstances had got him down
A glum expression, a constant frown
His life felt empty, full of strife
One way out, he’d take his own life

He found some pills under the chair
Someone left them lying there
He lapped them up, he wolfed them down
He waited feeling quite run down
Packet label, don’t know what it means
He’d overdosed on jelly beans
He now had more to undergo
One life gone and eight to go

He found himself a length of rope
This was now his second...