Cat (A poem)

002eb0r9Cat! Cat!
What are you doing?
You’re in a carrier bag
You best not be pooing

Cat! Cat!
Get out of there
I need that bag
For my underwear

Cat! Cat!
You soft black brute
How can I be angry
When you are so cute?

Annoy annoy annoy

My alarm clock is furry. It is black and white and furry. It doesn’t tell the time very well, but it knows to wake me up in the morning.

You don’t wind it up, you feed it. If you want a lie in, forget it. If you pretend to sleep, prepare for the paw. If you ignore it, it will be sick on the bed or knock stuff off tables. Unfortunately it doesn’t seem to grasp the concept of being too early….

Would you like to see my alarm clock? No? Well tough….Here is my alarm clock.

The Cat

You lie on your back
Stretch yourself thin
You turn back your head
I tickle your chin

You lie on the bed
Pretending to sleep
Curled up tight
A soft little heap

I open a tin
You rush to my side
The toffees and chocolates
I just can’t hide

You brush up against me
Or play with my lace
Nuzzle your nose
Into my face

For you are a tiger
Or so you might think
You’re really a puss cat
Curled up in the sink

Ah thankyou.