An Impolite Cat
An Impolite Cat
What’s for dinner?
Let me outside.
Get out of my chair!
Such demands from
an impolite cat.
She often forgets please,
may I and Thank You,
but purrs a happy tune
for all the tings you do.
She’ll lay on your feet
snuggle in your lap
keep you company
on long, dark nights.
A friend indeed
that impolite cat.
Let me outside.
Get out of my chair!
Such demands from
an impolite cat.
She often forgets please,
may I and Thank You,
but purrs a happy tune
for all the tings you do.
She’ll lay on your feet
snuggle in your lap
keep you company
on long, dark nights.
A friend indeed
that impolite cat.
Poetry & Art by Patricia Walter 1999 ©