An Inconvenient Cat

Wrote this mostly 2 months plus ago, so the deets are of the day.
Yet the frustrations of those days lives on, so I ask you please join me in this meditative break,
Max insists!
(PS; that's not Max down there, that's a google cat. But with less white he'd look about right.)
  

An Inconvenient Cat 
 (Yes, it’s a post election 2016 rant)

On this rolling Earth we are all kept running,
  lest we become ditched in the gutters of political road kill,
We’re a nation of circus clowns, all in a race to stay
  treading backwards on the red or the blue state star ball
  lest one mis-step spills us on the Big Top,
  as crackerjacking other side sycophants applaud
  our catastrophe and fall

After gathering signatures to petition Monsanto,
  decrying their products for extirpations of
  milkweed and Monarch Butterflies
But before sending an email of invitations
  to attend a fund raising viewing of a film
  about global warming and the retreat of the glaciers,
  and how it’s not just about debating how many
  polar bears can fit on an iceberg like so many angels on a pin,
In the middle of FaceBooking with a friend about
  how I certainly wouldn’t mind using a urinal
  standing next to a pre-op trans-woman,
  and no, we don’t call them transvestites anymore,
While I’m planning later to balance my checkbook
  to see how much I can afford to donate to Jill Stein
  and her tri-state voter recount, and also to ask
All my red state friends to donate too ‘cause
  even if you don’t believe there were electoral shenanigans
  here’s your chance to prove it to us and tell us
  Goddamn progressive libs one last time
  "It’s just too bad for yooouuuu!"

Up jumped Max the cat, on my keyboard,
  where he typed out @%&rpt!,
Which looks like a cartoon strip expletive,
  (and who hasn’t felt that way lately!)
With his absinthe almond imploring eyes,
  and his toothy complaint that I haven’t loved him
  or even anything or anyone yet today, 
I am not vexed, just for a moment, I’ll set aside
  all Al Gore’s inconvenient truths,
  and the fate of all American bees,

To give a tickle and a hug,
  a cuddle and a mug,
To my pointy eared and romping moewful friend,
  who upon my keyboard rests attendant,
   my inconvenient cat!