Women flout with mien of felines;

sleek-backed, long-haired, calicos bred

blinking as they bat the balled twine.

See them napping under sunshine,

recharging limbs for the night tread.

Women flout with mien of felines.

Stretching out the daytime, supine,

ladies lounge for hours once fed,

blinking as they bat the balled twine.

Preening over courses of nine,

long lives will raise hair of the dead.

Women flout with mien of felines,

dull from picking those loud canines

(brutes who lapped up the milk and fled),

blinking as they bat the balled twine.

Nefertiti faces enshrine

each line of their curious heads.

Women flout with mien of felines,

blinking as they bat the balled twine.