Contest: Shape shifting animal, light- hearted fantasy poem, sponsored by Natasha L. Scragg.
If I was a cat, I would be a Persian breed, fluffy and fat And my diamond collar would glitter wherever I'm at My meow would tell all the birds that I am a queen And they had better fly off or they’d be my Chow Mein I’d like to lie in the window seat to bask in the sun And ignore my owner’s demands, oh what fun And soon I’d see the red play dot on my beautiful grey fur She thinks I will chase it, what a bore, I would not stir I’d cry at the door and scratch and meow loudly too Until my owner opened it and I'd plan to run through And head to my neighbor’s house, she’s a sweet lady I’d meow and pretend to be hungry, I’m so shady The sweet lady would delightfully open a can of tuna fish I would rub on her legs and purr, while getting my delicacy wish And when I am almost done eating my owner would stop by I would quickly scatter and run home in a blink of an eye Then I would overhear her ask my neighbor if I am begging again She would tell her no, she just had a nice visit with a dear friend I would then be on the window seat, laying on my back Until my owner approached me with my afternoon catnip snack
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