Cat Poetry

My Little Cat

You never really know

What a cat is going to do

He may rub against your leg

He may run away from you

Every time I pet him

He gives a little purr

And everwhere he goes

He leaves a little fur

He goes in the litter box

That I scoop and scoop all day

He scratches up my furniture

And he never will obey

And when I let him go outside

He brings me back a prize

A twig, a rock, a mouse or two

But when I look into his eyes

I know he's saying thank you

For everything I do

I love my little cat

And I know he loves me too 

by Jimmy Robertson:  chofaf@aol.com