My Cat Arian Poem by natasha LaTulip aka Gpsi MoonShine

He rather play with my plastic bag
that I brought home from the store.
He rather not, givethe time to spare-
for the toy mouse sitting by the front door.

A bag of bread then a ball instead
or mabe the string from my shoe.
No kitty toys, no toys with noise
anything not ment for a cat will do.

A kitty scratcher, (the chair is better)
expecially when you're far away.
A toy bought for a cat;
ment for a cat
will neverbe givven the time of day.

So if you see my cat
emagion that
you want to give him a 'whirl'
put down the treats
no toys do you need

Just a bag
some bread
no need for thread-
and that is when you'll hear him
purrrrrrrr