Catherine With a C

Catherine with a ‘C’
 

People call me kitty,
But, I’m Catherine with a ‘C’
I’m not a baby any more.
I’m seven now, you see.
  

Kitty this, and Kitty That.
But, I’m Catherine with a ‘C’
Don’t treat me like a baby.
As I’ve told you once. I’m seven now, you see.
  

Kitty, Stop. Kitty, don’t. Kitty put it down.
But, I’m Catherine with a ‘C’
Mum and Dad moan all the time.
Even though, it wasn’t me.
  

Apparently, Kitty’s cute.
But, I’m Catherine with a ‘C’.
I rule this roost, I am the boss.
I’m nearly eight. I’m an adult now you see.
  

Kitty, Kitty, Kitty Kat.  Is a name that they call me.
No! No! No! I keep telling you. I’m Catherine with a ‘C’
I’m a big girl now, in a big girl school.
I  wish you would listen to me.
  

I was named after my Nanny Kit
She was Catherine with a ‘C’
I never got to meet her.
But I’m told she was just like me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Rose  Avatar
November 11, 2018 at 9:32 AM
It is so important that others call us by our true name. I have enjoyed your poem today. Thanks for sharing
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