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!
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