I'm more like a crazy cow person with twenty cows in my kitchen
She talks to her cats, they don't reply,
But that doesn’t stop her, no need to ask why.
They rule the house, with paws so neat,
Demanding attention, a cozy seat.
Her wardrobe's a rainbow of fur and thread,
A cat-shaped mug, a pillow in red.
She buys them treats, not one, but three,
And when they nap, she sips her tea.
Her friends all say, "You need a break,"
She smiles and whispers, "I’ll be awake."
For in the night, they gather near,
Whiskers twitching, the purrs so clear.
They are her world, and she’s their queen,
The cat lady, reigning serene.
My cat’s name is Cookie
Cookie is a cute silly little cat
She is a grey tabby mix
Cookie loves to play with her toy rat
She always sits in the open window
She watches the birds fly by
The sun is her companion
When it shines in the bright blue sky
At night she relaxes on my warm laptop
Cookie tends to go a bit crazy
She loves to cuddle next to me
When she does we get a bit lazy
Reputation is what others say about us, character is what we know about ourselves. Don’t be enslaved by what others say about you—Robert N Gorelick
Cat Lady Be Mine
Tall and svelte, kind and discrete
Lovely single cat lady strolls up my street
Some folks are just crabby
I love you and your tabby!
Cat lady be mine and life shall be sweet
The yellow cat sits
Staring at the bird outside
Contemplating lunch
A cat lady?
The woman next door
is 82 waits for the
cleaner
who is ten minutes late
When she was 28
she was a success
a problem occurred
she told a friend
It was done
in afternoon
days of rest
she could dance again
The childless die twice
A shallow thinker of little integrity
A sycophant stinker and less empathy
A wanting to return to a golden age
which never existed,
with ludicrous rants that serve to enrage
Catty remarks weird and twisted...
Selflessly she married into a family,
it only makes her more inspiring
She won't hear the sounds of pitter patter,
Kamala, her husband and stepchildren matter!
Little kitty prowling at night
What is your nemesis inside
Chasing the little brown mice
Scaring them to death time after time.
They scamper waking fluffy puppy
Who chases evading orange kitty
Who scratches and runs from chasing
Waking the sleeping red haired lady
She chases the puppy so fluffy and white
How did he get out this time
His cage was locked and in the den
Was it faulty that he breaks it in
There is a racket that wakes the bird
Who has a habit of repeating word
Where did he go he screeched again
With words so bold he woke the man.
There stands the man looking amused
Watching them all running like fools
He catches the mice put them in a pet cage
You see the boy had let them escape.
The lady gets the puppy
Much to relief of the cat
Who is so very lucky
The puppy is fat
And didn't catch the furry orange cat
But had fun chasing all the night black.
So the cat is let outside
The fluffy puppy is in cage tonight
The lady and man back to bed this time
All is well and all said goodnight.
It could be a neighbor,
With a strange behavior,
That never dare leaves her home,
Or an old grandmother,
Who's house makes you shudder,
And never goes anywhere alone.
But the crazy cat lady is easily spotted
By her messy clothes and hair.
Even in a large crowd,
She is easily found
By the cat smell that reeks in the air.
When you stay at her house,
you have to sleep on the couch
'Cause her kitties stay in the guest room.
Her cats come as well,
With they're awful smell
When she comes to visit noon.
Even when she shops, she is not alone,
And is easily seen at Walmart.
She brings half the cats on earth,
With three in her purse,
And five inside her full cart.
No matter where she is found,
She is always bound
To have her scary, mangy fur babies.
So wherever you are,
Know she may not be far.
Watch out for the crazy cat lady!
Lady
is tired
goes to bed
the cat follows
she turns on her side
the cat jumps on the bed
then circling around her
the cat will lay with the lady
on the inside of her arm sleeping
never moving staying there all evening
She is a sneaky old lady
Hiding her cats in plain sight
But doesn’t her boss care?
He says as long as they don’t land on his desk, he is okay with it.
Her co-workers are terrified of these felines.
They snarl and hiss if one approaches her.
Does she call them off?
No. She seems to like it.
Is she married?
You are kidding, right?
MEOW! cries Merlin the Magic Cat,
As he pulls magic out of his hat!
POOF! A lady Siamese appears!
PURR-they scratch each other's ears.
POOF! A service of catnip tea spread.
PURR-Sip and smile, no meows are said.
POOF! A coach with gold roses on it!
MEOW! "Mer" reads a Shakesphere sonnet.
PURRING loudly, as she smiles at him,
POOF! Eight horses await his next whim.
POOF! Two coachmen arrive ln thin air!
Reining the horses, they await there.
PURR-Will she or won't she take his arm?
He's barely begun to show his charm.
POOF! She accepts and they ride away!
PURR-Magic occurred one summer's day!
September 29, 2022
For Merlin the Magic Cat poetry contest
by Mystic Rose Rose
Couplet
An old lady in Cincinnati
is mean, vindictive and chatty
She has fifty-three kittens
She calls them all Mittens
It’s no wonder she’s frazzled and catty
Written 3/19/22
There was a dame from Westminster,
Who lived her life as a spinster.
She was old and gray,
Yelled at cats all day,
And that is why no one missed her.
An old lady in Cincinnati
Is mean, vindictive and chatty
She has fifty-three kittens
She calls them all Mittens
It’s no wonder she’s frazzled and catty
2/11/22
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