National poetry writing month

National poetry writing month
A month of madness

Monday, 7 May 2018

Cat rap

day 37

Cat rap


Cat rap

I own a cat called fluffy Mr Winkers
He is big and fluffy with extra long Whiskers
Got a bad reputation not a usual cat
Mostly because he is a right total prat

Cat rap.

He cannot climb trees doesn't like heights
even though he gives it all of his might
He once saw a squirrel thought he'd give it a chase
You can You tube him falling right on his face

Cat splat

My cat gets lost, has no inner navigation
My neighbours get miffed leading to aggravation
The twenty four clock strikes quarter to four
You will find him meowing at the wrong door

Cat Sat Nav

Even in the house he is a walking disaster
My dopey cat is the pea brain master
On the back of the chair he tries to commit
But then falls off when he's washing his bits

Cat not sat


Doesn't like birds, not even a mouse
really surprised he even leaves the house
He lays down for hours, and never departs
Then will leap six foot cos he is scared of his farts

Cat trump

Doesn't know lengths, got zero navigation
When it comes down to some imagination
He is has two left feet and could trip up doormats
His is an honouree member of LOL cats

Cat trap.








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