MY GLORIOUS CATS
MY CATS HAVE IT MADE; EVEN WHEN THERE'S NO SHADE!THEY SAID; DADDY; WE'RE TAKING THE BEDROOM, AND YOU CAN HAVE THE COUCH! I'M THINKING TO MYSELF; THAT DOES'NT SOUND TOO GOOD; OUCH! BUT YOU KNOW;THEY'RE MY LIFE! EIGHT OF THEM, HAVE QUALITIES, I'D LOOK FOR, IN A WIFE!THE OTHER TWO, ARE MALES; WHO STRUT AROUND, PROUDLY, WAGGING THEIR TAILS! MY LANDLORD, ALLOWS ME TO HAVE ONE! IF HE KNEW, I HAD TEN; HE'D PULL OUT HIS GUN! WITHOUT SKIPPING A BEAT; HE'D THROW, THIS POET, AND HIS GLORIOUS TEN; OUT IN THE STREET! I FEED THEM, TWICE A DAY; AS THEY RUN, JUMP, AND PLAY!TONITE; WHEN I CLOSE THE BEDROOM DOOR; THE'LL HAVE LITTLE TIME TO GLOAT; FOR THEY WILL SOON, FIND OUT;I HID THE REMOTE!
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Posted: Nov 2014
About this poem:
MY CATS MAKE ME SO HAPPY
Comments (8)
Ken
and, it sounds like you're wrapped around their little paws