Tiz the season for crazy stuff.
My human went online and bought
Some gifts that should have been enough,
But Santa cap and beard I got.
Against my better judgement, I
Let my human don them on me.
Some gay apparel? A far cry,
Very itchy the stuff did be.
I let my human snap the phone
For one picture, then I did scat
To spread Xmas 'cheer' on my own.
For payback, I'm a clever cat.
As I made litter box withdraws,
I left a trail of 'sandy claws.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem