I am a cat
And that is that
I have no time
to sit and chat.
Or dilly or dally
You have no clue
A busy cat's life
So much to do.
Nap and eat
Then nap some more
Sit in the sun
Cry at the door.
On varmit patrol
Check out the house
What is that noise?
Is it a mouse?
See what I mean
No time to spare
Think I will nap
Yes, that's my chair.
Patches the Poet
12/26/05
8 comments:
What a nice kitty poem. We looked at the web page your mom made for you and agree that you and your sisters are very beautiful. Too bad Mistrie won't come inside to be warm. No kitty should live outside in winter.
yeah, a real good poet person. I like this. Stay warm!
Patches - you are a brillant poet... We loved your poem
We did too!
Yu iz a furry cleva poetess, mine frend Ms Patches ... and that is orlso a luvly piksher ov yu
very good poemtry~!
Very nice read! Thanks for posting that poem.
OH! Your Mama is teachin you POE TREES too!! Very nice! And so true!! Oh lookie I just rhymed. :O)
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