Our Cat
Footprints cross snow covered grass
Our cat will creep and drop its ****.
From which a giant turd descends
6 inches long before it bends.
Scratch, scratch to cover up
Nowhere near this pile of crap
Sniff, sniff wander round
Walk away this smelly mound
Cats they are a unique breed
Warm and cosy what they need.
Curled up in a special place
Snoring softly in their space.
Night time sitting, look on guard
Watching others in the yard.
Meow, meow, meow they scream
Wake us up from pleasant dream.
Climb on bed in early morn
Push and shove to make us yawn.
Feed me, feed me, give me food
Feed me now I’m in the mood
Stomach full and washing done
Lift up leg, start licking bum
Then curl up in their favourite chair
Lay down and sleep without a care.
They plod and pose and look serene
With love and comfort rarely seen.
For all their faults they make amends
And in return they are our friends.
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