“Sugar low Cat” Poem by Martin Anton Smith Aug 2021

Because my cat was sugar low,

he leaped for birds flying low.

He remains sugar low,

& the birds are flying high.

Now he comes to me,

because he is still hun-gry.

Yes, I’m his fallback solution,

so he’s fed without commotion.

The birds did chirp and sigh,

& radioed a fly-by.