The Fight
My Aunt had a cat, and Teddy was his name.
Then one day for a visit, company came.
They brought their cat, and kept him locked in their room,
but my mother forgot, and opened the door to doom.
Cats started fighting, and running up the wall,
we thought the ceiling fan was going to fall.
Hair everywhere, the bed was a mess,
and everything else, bet ya can guess.
Mom was terrified at this horrible sight,
when two cats met, because mother forgot.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2007
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