>They both copped cat aloofness on me, like a hanging high five.
I stuck my hand in one of their faces and snapped YOU AIN’T ALL THAT.
Then I said it a second time, to make it seem to the other humans in the house like I was screwing around and trying to be funny.
I was not.
Picture this being read as a distinguished poem.
Go on.
Or you know, you can submit it.