Little Ulysses

A different window for the dverse prompt

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A piece of jungle beneath my window lies,

Dappled fauve in the afternoon heat.

Sleepy eyes watch with thinly veiled contempt

The disjointed movements of our graceless rush,

As regal, he drapes the cobblestones

With languid pelt of ocelot mottles

And spits in the eye of fawning hounds.

I wish him well on his wanderings

And all the luck the skies will lend.

Courage he has to spare,

To battle the monsters our unfriendly city sends.

Keep safe, run swift, remember home,

Little Ulysses of the streets.