My Cute Cat Tiddles
Cute Tiddles how she loves to play
She chases toy mice ev’ry day
Her furry clockwork mouse
She pats it round the house
If alive there’d be hell to pay!
She guzzles cool milk from her dish
then gobbles up smelly white fish
Puss is growing so fast -
Kitten hood doesn’t last
I delight to watch her flourish
She doesn’t need any invite
To clamber on my lap each night
I can hear her loud purr
As I stroke her gray fur
My Tiddles is such a delight!
FICTION POEM
Cat Poem Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Tania Kitchin
8/9/18
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