Love Poem: Why I Love My Cat

Why I Love My Cat

My cat is gray,
        with chirps- she meows a serenade;
      and she has a swagger, sashay, and sway,
        believes I am her maid !
   With her toy mouse she likes to parade and to prance,
   and sometimes she just lays on my lap in a trance;
     and will nip if given a chance,
              instead of with her toys play !

              She loves outside,
        strutting-  she has a pompous gait; 
      as she walks, swaggers with blustery pride,
        I leap to close the garden gate !
   After checking each corner she finds some shade,
   but, if there is noise she comes flying to me-  afraid.
     Must drink my tea and my cupboards invade,
              and far under bed hide !

      "But no matter what, I love my cat to pieces,
                                  and pieces and pieces . . . "

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August 28, 2019 (Edit December 9, 2019)


Submitted to the contest, Your Favorite Animal
sponsor, Gregory Paul