|Like A Cat Takes to Water
Splitter splat pitter pat.
Sloppy paws of a very wet cat.
The bath you ran was much too hot,
You shouldve warned kitty but you forgot.
Fur on a rampage, fuzz on a rant
Racing and zooming down the old bathtubs slant.
Claws upon porcelain cannot dig in
This is one battle that kitty cant win.
Greeting the water was kittys fate
Sarcastically thinking Oh this is great.
Slogging on past you she gives you the eye
You did that on purpose, Youre not a nice
With thoughts of revenge still stuck in her head,
She dries herself off with your comfy bed.
by: Steven J. Mittler