A cat guarding a magical artifact

Nina, the cat of a friend

 

Up on my ledge, 

I slave away,  

sleeping for hours, snoring away

I have been requisitioned to withhold,

the ancient knowledge that's yet to be discovered and told.

It's tiring I say,

as I want also to be free,

go out there and join in the frenzy...

of what lays beyond the window-sill,

I stay quiet and then sometimes 

I can hear something, 

resting tranquil.

This scroll I think lays hidden beneath,

the box squeezed in a ball,

near my feet.

I'm a curious cat 

one could say,

a million times an hour, I'm about to reach out

and bounce that ball in play.

But the assignment was to touch-it-not,

and I'm already on my eight life

am I not?

I better behave and stay put,

within these four walls

I jump, play and co-exist

With this scroll,

without which the world 

would probably lose it all

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