Hello Poetry Lovers
Today we hear Dobby’s side of things – again. She has written this ghazal piece – one of the tasks set by the fantastic Poetix university. 
No doubt, Mrs Slagg will get on the case too, so watch out for her’s. 
A ghazal is twelve stanzas of two verses, and the last line must end with the same word. Also the first stanza has to have the same word on each line, and the last stanza must mention the narrator/cat. 
Phew! I tell you what, just read it……
A Cat’s Ghazal
She won’t give me sardines or nothing!
She who gives me everything, yet nothing!
Sardines pictured on a shiny oval tin
Unopened while my bowl has nothing
She says they’re bad for my tummy-wummy
That I bring them back up till there’s nothing
Ginger cat at number 47 gets them on tap
He licks his greasy chops but gives me nothing
I write a deep poem about this betrayal
But the reader understands nothing
How could she be so brutal and cruel?!
The Happy Shopper bag that brings nothing
I phoned the RSPCA and Protection League
But once I stated my case, they said nothing.
Healthy food? Who and What is that?!
A shiny coat that means nothing
I write an angry letter to the Times
Editor is charmed but does nothing
I claw the bedroom curtains and carpet
She just chucks me out saying nothing.
She’s making a sardine casserole
I sit on it so she also has nothing.
“There’s only sandwiches, dear.” She tells him,
“Dobby once again made sure we had nothing.”
HM 2021
Well, I guess we now await Mrs Slagg’s.
Thank you for tuning in, PL’s. I hope you enjoyed that Monday morning entertainment/tail of woe (geddit?!).
Tune in real soon…..
Heather Moulson 