At my house lives a bottomless pit
It is known as my calico cat
All she ever wants to do is eat
And what is amazing, she’s not fat
In the morning she eats boiled chicken
Along with her food that is dry
At noon she always begs for more
And if refused all she does is cry
Supper time she becomes a maniac
Back and forth, she paces the floor
She knows that wet food is coming
Never satisfied, she always wants more
On the window sill, she watches the birds
A hungry gleam is in her eye
She starts making threatening cat sounds
As if saying, “Eat You! Let me try!”
Now if she keeps on eating this way
Of monstrous size, she will likely be
At least twenty-five pounds if an ounce
She will be, it seems amazing to me
Now if you ever come to my door
And come face to face with my cat
Pray you don’t smell like a chicken
Because if you do you had better scat!
June 14, 2022