Toby Cat Poem by Harry Preston

Tobyis a cat he will sleep any ware even on a chair if he could in the air


Toby is not a rat he is cat who has a mate called pat
Who is like a bat but actually a cat named pat

Toby is a cat who sleeps on my head when in a bead im his ted

He likes to pick his chick (tick tick tick) gobble

He sleeps and creeps if he's sad he also weeps

He claws his paws

He likes tuna Hes just like a puma

Toby is a cat