Monday, February 9, 2009

True Love: yeowwwzaa

I entered this in a poetry contest about Dancing Cats.


Poe and Polly were two cool kitties.
Poe was a mouser on the farm.
Polly ate Kibbles and lived in the city,
and fell for Poe's feline charm.
Whenever Friday evening came around,
these two cats would meet in town.
Poe was hoping to learn to break dance.
Polly was too proper & told Poe, "fat chance."
Polly taught Poe the Tango and the waltz
Poe taught Polley how to Swing.
Pretty soon it didn't matter much,
they just wanted to do their thing.
How these two loved to go out dancing.
Pretty Polly called it just plain fun.
Poe thought for sure, that he was romancing,
and sweet Polly's heart could be won.
When they would go twirling across the floor,
with their fine fur flying everywhere,
all the other cats would yowl with glee,
just watching this fine-looking pair .
One Friday night, a new cat came to town;
an old, scruffy alley cat named Duff.
Rumor had it he was sweet on Polly
and he could really play quite rough.
Poe backed him up in a corner,and said,
"Now, Duff, you better keep away
from Polly, cause she's mine, furball.
That's all I'm gonna say.
Duff figured he could beat ole Poe,
with a paw tied behind his back,
so he jumped on Poe with all four feet.
They say it was a vicious attack.
But Poe fought hard and tripped up Duff.
The floor was so slick, Duff slipped.
Duff said it couldn't be a fair fight,
'cause he's had too much catnip.
Poe won Polly's heart that day.
He proposed down on one paw.
She left with Poe and made her home
down on the farm. Heehaw!

2 comments:

  1. did you take your meds ma? LOL just kidding that is funny, I'll have the kids read it later.

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