entourage
he had the kind of
entourage that humoured him that he enjoyed as opposed to traditional
thought-of entourages
a bunch of pricks
hanger-ons wannabes
confederates
or so they think
the only thing giving them legs
is their association with the cat they followedthe cat at the head in the lead
which he
considered a queer fealty
why would
anyone fall into that
meybe poor selfesteem
he didnt go do to the mailbox
until after nightfall
he was sure then that the mail
would be delivered
aint nothing
worse than going down to the box and finding youre earlyANTICLIMAXTIC premature
everyone likes to climax Comon
dareya to say otherwise ya fuckin eunuch
eunuchs can hide and excel in
entourages
they dont have to go to the
bathroom together
not like chicks but
a chick would never be a eunuch
BUT
HE DIGRESSES
heading down to the mailbox – he
didnt realise it at the time -- turning around from the empty box in the
middle of the street were all five of
his outdoor feral cats
the puss on their pusses was
“Whadafuck ya doin?”
I was getting my mail cretins
No
accusations or deadpan expressions in reply not if yawanna eat in the morning
ever see a cat smile see a cat eat
proverbial crow
threaten their meal ticket and ya will
they pulled it together pulled rank and file and ascended up the hill
to either side of him
kinda Secret Service-ish
entourages are made up of rascals
he liked his having four legs
he trusted them more
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