My Cat is a Buddhist (A Poem)

My cat is a Buddhist,

What can I say?

I offer him tuna,

And he sits down to pray!


My cat is a Buddhist

He keeps shaving his head,

He wears saffron robes and

Says he’ll be back after dead!


My cat is a Buddhist,

How does that work?

He sits peaceful and quiet,

The smug little jerk.


My cat is a Buddhist,

I wish it weren’t true

He’s gotten wiser and deeper

Than ever I’ll do.


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