Cats and dogs

At least not now. At least not by us.

Not our choice, we are the dawn. Now, 

Come and stay to see who wakes first, 

We've got it rehearsed; To know is to 

Love. How? To kiss is to speak, and 

Touch is for keeps, the world's a bad

Mom,- it helps if you're young, ha!

Throw it on the pyre, and ponder; Art

Imitates life, or is it the other way 

Round? - anyway, we've found it!

Pretend to make believe and you're

Free, we, like Alcestis and that king,

Grown enough to know that love is 

Young,- or the other way around!

So, flick two pennies into a pond, and

The one that hits the bottom first gets

To toast,- Love conquers death, yes,

Therefore love is death, and a cat is

A dog.

And the earth cries for these birds

While an old Greek turns and yawns