Christmas and Cats
Christmas and cats,
At least there is no rats.
But there is bad,
When your cat is so sad.
It tried to climb the tree,
Fell and broke his knee.
All he wanted was the star,
But the very top was just to far.
He came to my friend,
We thought this was the end.
Till the tree fell over,
Good thing we were sober.
We saved the tree and the cat,
And still had on our Santa Class hat.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
