So innocent was the little kitty,
Who came to my door that I took pity
On this helpless little thrown away.
I vowed he would see a better day.
Boxes of litter and bags of feed,
A covered box for this cat in need.
Then it’s off to the vet to be rid of fleas,
Ear mites and other such pests as these.
I laid out quite a big roll of money,
And then what happened you might think funny.
The cat after seeing that big outlay
Knew that for sure he was here to stay.
That rascal did a big turn around,
The naughtiest cat that ever was found.
He gnaws on my feet and pulls on my gown.
Pulls every page of my manuscript down.
He chews and scatters it on the floor.
And doesn't care if I rant and roar.
Every low table has been denuded
And every houseplant has been uprooted.
He’s broken so many breakables
And my lingerie pieces are takeables.
My arms and legs are covered with scratches.
My clothes will soon be full of patches.
He likes to play with collectables
And taste of my delectibles.
No surface so high that he can’t reach.
No law of the house he doesn’t breach.
He knocks over lamps just to see them shatter,
But somehow it really doesn’t matter,
For the truth is I am really smitten
With this adorable, bedeviling, lovable kitten
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2010
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