My cat whose name is Moses wrote the laws he is The King and not some alley cat he forgives my awkwardness and smelly paws and he knows when I go out the door that I'll be back
He knows when we walk side-by-side down the hall my step is sure, I will not swerve or sway He knows who rules this house and who does not and if behave I'll be allowed to stay.
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
Don't we just love our wonderful friends~our pets? My Moses is 17 years old and weighs 17 pounds. (To him, these numbers are inter-changeable ~ he is neither sensitive about his age OR his weight...
Comments (5)
No matter by what name, cats do rule! Glad the poet's been allowed to stay. Moses is surely a beneficent King.