Ragedy Bones
Ragedy Bones
Ragedy Bones was an old, old, old cat
Thin as a rail with no sign of fat
Deaf as a doorknob with a keen sense of smell
Twenty plus years from what I could tell
Calico colored, she followed the sun
From window to window and when she was done
She’d curl into a ball with her head upside down
And fall fast asleep until someone came around
Then slowly she’d get up and stretch just a bit
Climb up on your lap to see if she’d fit
Around and around and around she would go
Then just walk away if it wasn’t just so
Her “Meows” just got louder year after year
Due to the fact that that cat could not hear
She couldn’t digest what a normal cat ate
So she had special meals on her own special plate
Yes, Ragedy Bones was an old, old cat
With a lot of things wrong but in spite of all that
Ragedy Bones right from the start
Earned a permanent place right there in my heart
My sister-in-law's cat - still hanging in there in spite of all her problems
Copyright © Mike Dailey | Year Posted 2013
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