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I'm the family treasure, a Christmas gift 
    to grant the children's wish.
My first time out I stray away 
    and start rolling in a fish.
I flap my tongue and wag my tail
    looking for a hug.
They're less impressed when I start dragging 
    my butt across the rug.

I'm really smart but get confused... 
    not sure how some things are.
Especially when told the litter box 
    is not a cookie jar.
I have lots of things such as bones and towels 
    that give me constant joy.
But always pout when strictly told
    the Cat is not a squeaky toy.

Are Mailmen food? I'm not so sure 
    if studies have been done?
They're hard to catch, quite fleet of foot 
    and always prone to run.
I'm tough as nails, the family's rock,
    truly a natural wonder.
But I have my limits when storm's persist
    and what's the deal with thunder?

Every Thursday without fail 
    two bald men looking gruff.
These 'garbage men,' these hounds from hell, 
    they come and steal our stuff.
I sound the alarm but they seem unmoved
     taking all I tend to crave.
Then mock me till my shame's complete 
    by giving me a wave.

I get no thanks and receive no credit 
    for spilling from the can.
I'm locked away with no justice here, 
    a victim of the 'man.'
In puppy prison I serve my time, 
    they're calling me a brat.
But who shows up to make things worse 
    but that stupid friggin' Cat.

I hate that Cat who stares all day, 
    always free to roam.
All he does is eat and sleep 
    while I'm forced to guard the home.
He does make me laugh I must admit, 
    he may not be too bright.
As he gets befuddled when Humans use 
    a red dot pointy light.

It could be worse, the job's okay, 
    I may not be as cute.
But the pay is good with the People kind 
    and work's a short commute.
When at my end with a life well led...
    I will hear the angel's call.
I'll go to heaven and politely ask... 
    'Please God, return my balls.'




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