A Lion Lives With Me

Screen_shot_2017-12-05_at_08.50.24by Patrick Howse13 Sep 2013

Normally he sleeps,
Under my desk,
Or in the wardrobe,
Or under the kitchen table.

There are times when
I hear him snoring, purring,
Or flicking his tail,
Just to remind me he’s there.

When he’s awake,
He’s very easily distracted
With music or films
Or a really good book.

There are times when
He behaves like a Tom Cat,
Pissing on the beds
And howling all night;

Then he keeps me awake,
Making me notice him,
Making me show him
The respect due to a lion.

And sometimes he becomes
A slavering Man-eater,
Who has to be faced-down
With a chair and whip.

He’s quite a smelly
Old lion, and I often wish
That I could get rid of him;
But he’s mine for life.