Chris Smith Poet Rhyme

Black Kitten

The black kitten that sat on my knee.

Suddenly looked up and said to me.

"I am feeling hungry my good man".

"Please will you open up a tin can".



"Beef or rabbit, any kind of meat".

"Anything to give me a tasty treat".

"If you do this, I do intend",

"To always be your very best friend".



I scratched the black kitten on the head.

Thought for a while, and then I said.

"I know that I well fed you today".

"So please do not look up at me that way".



"Looking at me with green eyes so sad".

"You are only trying to make me feel bad".

"So it will not work, that look of sorrow".

"You will just have to wait until tomorrow".

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Sidney Hall Mad Poet August 14, 2010 at 8:50 PM Cool poem homey. Welcome to the soup

Skat A August 13, 2010 at 5:50 PM I lOve this pOem sO much i will avOid black kittens. LoL, siLLy me it is not about bad luck, but poor kitty. Can you just feed the kitty cat. joking*LuV~ SKAT

Carolyn Devonshire August 13, 2010 at 1:55 PM Having raised cats, I know they try to get to us with their sorrowful looks. It's hard for me to say, "No more food today." Still, this is Friday the thirteenth so if you want your black cat not to cross your path, you may give in just this once ?? You're probably not superstitious, but I couldn't help thinking about this as I read your lovely poem. Cats rule! Love, Carolyn