Don’t Wok On My Kitty (rerun)

I posted this some time ago, but it seems good to me to re-post this today.  I hope you enjoy this bit of whimsey.  How would caption the picture above?

Don’t Wok On My Kitty

Don’t wok on my kitty,
Please don’t wok on my cat.
I love my furry feline friend,
I’m here to tell you that.

I do not want him baked or broiled,
Nor cooked up in stir fry.
And if you wok my kitty,
You know I’ll surely cry.

You may have exotic tastes,
And go for things like that.
But don’t wok on my kitty,
Please don’t wok on my cat.

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About Chuck

I am retired after a career in electronics and in publishing. Today, my wife of 50+ years, Sylvia, and I live in a house on a hill beside a dirt road in rural west Michigan. We enjoy living in this country environment where livestock and wild life out number the human population.

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