My Kitty (poem)

Kitty scratching in the box
Maybe thinking she's a fox
She didn't eat the rocks

Kitty chilling with a purr
Not dealing with a burr
This kitty has black fur

Had the kitty for a time
Feel the need to make a rhyme
No, this is not a crime

My kitty is not a cat
Not having that

Kitty is more fun
Cats often run
Kitty in the sun

Kitty is quite old
Not growing mold
Yes I still hold

Love my kitty yes I do
She is one of two
I also have a dog in queue
Wait, do I hear a mew

Sorry, I can't stay
Kitty wants to play
Have a great day.

--bryan






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