A Friend In Need Poem by George Hunter

A Friend In Need



Pussycat, pussycat, why do you roam?
It's probably because I have no home.
You're more than welcome to stay right here
I'll even let you share my beer.
Thank you Sir, I'll give it a try,
If it doesn't work out, I'll say good-bye.
Because we cats have a mind of our own
When it comes to which master to call our own.
Come in now and sit by the fire
Later you can go out and sing with the choir.
Pussycat lay down and I stroked his fur.
He seemed content and began to purr.
I made him a bed of some rags of silk,
Gave him some tuna and a bowl of milk.
I tried my best to allay his sorrow,
I hope he'll stay until tomorrow.
I've found a new friend and I hope he has too,
Already I'm beginning to feel less blue.
We need all the friends that we can get
And often your best friend is your pet.
Animals don't care what trouble you're in,
They'll stand by you through thick and thin.

A Friend In Need
Sunday, July 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: cats
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