Salem
'Round her bare feet, hear I go,
Tail twitching to and fro.
When it's time to take a nap,
I will jump on Tina's lap.
The life of a cat is quite contrary.
I am fickle when you're merry
If you wonder where that's at,
It's your priv'lege when you're a cat.
When I let you stroke my fur,
Do it right or I might stir.
Feed me good food, not just crap,
Something tasty for my cap.
The life of a cat is quite contrary.
I am fickle when your merry.
If you're a human who understands,
I might even lick your hand.
Round her bare feet, here I go,
Tail twitching to and fro.
Now I think I'll take a nap,
Hop across to Vicky's lap.
May 2, 2017
May 2, 2017 at 12:01 AM UTC
Salem
'Round her bare feet, hear I go,
Tail twitching to and fro.
When it's time to take a nap,
I will jump on Tina's lap.
The life of a cat is quite contrary.
I am fickle when you're merry
If you wonder where that's at,
It's your priv'lege when you're a cat.
When I let you stroke my fur,
Do it right or I might stir.
Feed me good food, not just crap,
Something tasty for my cap.
The life of a cat is quite contrary.
I am fickle when your merry.
If you're a human who understands,
I might even lick your hand.
Round her bare feet, here I go,
Tail twitching to and fro.
Now I think I'll take a nap,
Hop across to Vicky's lap.
(I'm feeling very T.S. Elliott right now.
I wrote this a few years ago and repurposed it when I got home from a visit with my sisters. It was a good Beltane)
