Cats
My cats are soft, my cats are sweet,
my cats prefer cat food to eat.
We use meows to have our talks.
They do their business in their box.
I love my cats because they're great,
they're cats that purr and like to play
though sometimes their choice toys are feet
under the covers fast asleep
and yet they pounce and wake me up
which can be very obnoxious
though sometimes I wake up and see
they're snuggled by my head asleep
and that is great and very cute,
these cats are friends, their friendship's true.
They're brothers so they cuddle 'till
one notices the other's tail
and then attacks and then they play
and keep me awake until day
breaks and I get up and go feed
them bowls of cat food, which they need
to eat because they have to live
and take all the love I can give
because I really love my cats
and put them on my head like hats.
Copyright © Zach Kaplan | Year Posted 2009
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