My Puss

MyPuss Full of fun- frolic and mischief too My Puss filled my heart with joy; What antics he would like to do Oh what objects were his toy. Behind the curtain, beneath the chair My puss played bereft of single care. Jump and catch the leaves falling and floating down over gentle breeze; Oft times in sun simply lolling Or chasing squirrels and the geese. Climbing quickly trees in fright when puppies barked at him in sight. Grooming self by licks of tongue And cleansing as to shine his fur; My puss enjoyed a gentle stroke And he would quickly start to purr. He hated bath and hated rain From water and soap he would refrain. Lap up milk he would from a saucer It was his favorite meal of the day; Soon he would its taste savour But meat and fish made him happy and gay. He enjoyed playing with the mouse that catch he could around the house. Like butterflies fluttering in the sky Puss enriched my life like an angel; Like butterflies fluttering in the sky He flutterred away to be an angel. In my dreams he comes and purrs And entices me with his shiny fur.