They’re outside, chattering, while I’m stuck here, enraged
They’ve a warped sense of humor, I need time to figure this out
Somehow I have to open the door, I can’t just sit here and pout
Don’t worry, I won’t do that, I’m nothing like dogs, no way
I’m superiority at my very best, soon, I’ll make those birds pay
Three against one, a bit unfair, as in this cage, I ponder
All these hours, chatting away, is too much time to squander!
I have to stay alert, and wait, the timing must be right
A distraction would be helpful, I can’t stay in here, all night
Finally! They’ve stopped that noise, are they now asleep?
I’m trying to look around at them, I mustn’t make a peep
Looks like they’re dozing, sounds good, I think I will partake
Curling up in sweet silence…
Their squawking, gave me a headache!
January Writing Prompt – As they chatted away, he needed to find a way out – Day 28/31
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