My Cat The Worm (Aka Marmalade) Poem by Cindy H

My Cat The Worm (Aka Marmalade)



My cat the worm
Is orange and white
He likes to squirm
And roll all night

He’s furry not slimy
Like worms would be
He likes to squirm
On the floor for me

His feet and his belly
Up in the air
He worms and wiggles
Without a care

He purrs so loudly
As he rolls about
He’s my cat the worm
Now shh, he’s passed out

July 1,2015
By Cindy Howard

My Cat The Worm (Aka Marmalade)
Wednesday, July 29, 2015
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