It’s Alive, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter)

My little black panther
Sits in confusion
Looking at that strange thing
With it’s black square tongue

Sticking out wondering
“What that thing is all about
Why does it, does it, go in and out
Taunting me, teasing me, what is it?”

He walks up waiting to pounce
But the black tongue retreats
Back into it’s thin shell
My black panther cannot tell

That black tongue I feed
Holds round plastic things
That entertain me
With Tv shows and movies

But my black panther
Doesn’t know that
Daddy is just a stinker
DVD remote joker.
(end)

Anneplath thinks my DVD player is alive when I open and shut the drawer. So I’ve admittedly been screwing with him watching him puzzled by the drawer going in and out.