My Fickle Love

You nuzzle up to me, rub on my leg. I pay no attention as you cry and beg. I look away, continue my chore. You come back again, crying still more. Sometimes you want me. Sometimes you care less. My head is 'a spinnin From all this distress. When I want to hold you You run like the devil. Will we ever get On a good friendship level? That is my story. It had to be told. My love's a hungry kitty cat Sitting by his empty bowl. Once his little belly's fat He's happy and content. He'll look my way, then walk away He's quite a snotty gent!