When It Comes To Someone

When It Comes to Someone When it comes to someone who can scratch Compared to our cat, there is no match Always likes looking around and will lurch Trying to search for a place to perch. This is my entry for cat poem contest Which I'm sure definitely will be the best Cat poem anyone would love and laud; With forehead, my cat gave this a nod. My cat to me has always been nice Every place which we go will be paradise; My eyes were wide open and would not squint Trying to find out where he had went. Around whole house did look and look Turned over boxes and then them shook From somewhere with a loud meow he said How about looking under your big bed. Now why didn't I think of looking there For my cute cat who is beyond all compare Wondering under bed could he possibly fit When I stuck in hand, my finger got bit. James Thesarious Hiloarious Horn