Silly; Cats: I Have A Treat For A Black Cat

Black cat why do you run?
I want to have some fun.
Let me pet you.
Let me get you
some fish on toasted bun.

Fish you don't like you say?
What else would make your day?
Some beef perhaps?
Some chicken scraps?
I'll help you have your way.

When you finish your meal
I'll make with you a deal.
Come visit me
and I will see
next time you'll have some veal.

Then together we'll play;
for some toys I will pay.
Then you may nap
upon my lap.
I'll care for you O.K.?

We'll be not all alone.
Each other we shall 'own'.
At night I'll sleep
while watch you keep,
in our bed by the phone.

(10-22-2006)

poem by Bri Edwards
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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