Ella the Ever Agreeable
by: Ronovan
A photographer’s art must be oh so difficult
Oh, look a tree with a Muppet like branch nose
Perhaps I’ll shoot that boulder over there
It looks like it has pebbles for toes
Oh, please, don’t get me wrong
You see my name is Ella
And I belong to one of them
A lady named Mara
I believe she must run out of things to do
Because I find a lens aimed at me
Will all I wish to do
Is sleep in the flowers under the tree
But no, no way
Will it be allowed
She pulls out that contraption
And it whines out loud
I know, I know
She cannot hear it
But what can I say
She’s not sentient
We felines are so far above
That you two legged creatures
Just don’t have
Our enhanced above human features
I pity her wandering about
Looking at trees and rocks
When she should really be
In the house in her PJs and socks
Oh look here she comes
Time must be getting tight
Needing a new photo
For her computer site
Well I suppose I can help
I’ll act like I’m half dead asleep
Then she can click and write
But she best know I don’t work cheap
Inspired by Ella and her human at maraeastern.com
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Oh my dear, this is so lovely and so funny at the same time! It’s great that you can write serious as well as humorous poetry. This one reminds me of the limerick:
There was a young person of Mullion
Intent upon marrying bullion
By some horrible fluke
She jilted a Duke
And had to elope with a Scullion.
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The things you know. 🙂 I cruised through your photos and was like “CAT” and started thinking…”I am always going to sleep when she starts clicking that thing.”
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Haha… Yes, that’s what I do, because she won’t be still unless when she’s sleeping, so I harass her in her sleep…
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