Fat Nuggets Poem by Juan Olivarez

Fat Nuggets has green eyes,
That sparkle at twilight.
Or when he hides in the potted plants,
And thinks he's out of sight.

His fur is white, with black tossed in,
And he just lies around all day.
Dreaming of Friskies, his favorite food,
Ne doesn't run, or jump, or play, well maybe a minute or two a day.

He doesn't give a single thought, to rodents, rats, or even mice.
I can't remember one he's caught,
He just lays around getting fat and wise.

And that's Fat Nuggets in a word,
And as they say, that's that.
Of his little acre he is Lord,
Cause, after all, he's just a Cat.

1/25/2022
Alton Texas