The Gambler’s Cat
My friend’s cat, Tom, still has balls because my friend, Lacho, doesn’t have the money to pay for the neutering. And he doesn’t have the money to pay for the neutering because he is infected with the godawful vice of gambling and keeps spending on it all the money he gets his hands on.
So long as Lacho has no luck,
his cat is free to mate and fuck,
but if that bastard wins one day,
the balls of Tom will hit the blade.
This gambler’s cat is gambler, too —
without consent, or even clue;
two chips is betting Tom at once
against his owner’s windfall chance.