Baby GirlThe door creaks open with a small squeak.I look toward the door and notice a cat.It swishes its tail from side to side.Its golden green eyes quickly survey my room.The jet black fur is rumpled a bit like a molting bird.I continue to watch this cat with care.Its ears twitch when I get out of bed.One step, two step -that's how it goes-Three step, four step.I stop and kneel to the ground."Hey there Kitty, what are you doing here?"It looks at me like I'm some kind of alien.I can't help that and laugh in my head.The cat's figure is an obvious sign it's a "she"."Well then Baby girl," I gave her a quick nickname,"Would you like to play with me?"I pull the red ribbon out from my hair.Holding one end, I throw the other in front of its paws.It moves its body back and observes the ribbon.Moving slightly forward, a small white paw attacks.Its claws extended, the ribbon is the victim.I pull the ribbon lightly.Out comes a second white paw that latches onto the ribbon.I let out
The HeistClick, click, click,The time ticks by,It's almost like a card trick,In mud that's so thick,You can hear the nearby fly.Crack the code,Take a look inside,You see a load,On the tile road,You signal to those outside.With bags undone,In they come,One with a raised gun,-They all have one-In low voices they hum.Out we go,The door is then closed,In the city glow,We celebrate over the "dough",For our plan will not be disclosed.