He walks in silence, can see in near dark, loves crunching spiders and hunting mice. He’s a black cat with eyes that appear yellow sometimes and green others, he comes when he’s called and plays fetch. He is considering running for mayor, but doesn’t have a campaign slogan yet.
Poem or short story?
What you wrote was already basically a poem, tho...
How about a poem, I’m terrible at those, unless they’re insulting haikus.
can I base it off an actual Philadelphia politician, if he was a cat?