A Feline Day Come What May!

The cat gets his own. Don't you know that at the tone? Does it have a tone? Beats me, go play with a bone. Hey, could go gutter there. But grab protection and beware. Oh where things can go at our show.


Here I stretch.I won't play fetch.But you sure will.Fetching the scoop fits the bill.

It's all mine.Don't press the feline.If you try and take,It will be a mistake.

This is mine too.Even if I use the one of you.Don't move it from its spot.Good. You are well taught.

See? It goes up.Can avoid a pup.But it is all mine.Being a hog is divine.

I told you so.A chowing down I go.Those little bits you'll pick up.Do I look like a pup?

Okay, if I must share.I will with Cassie at my lair.But my eye is on you.Don't try it at our zoo.

A grumpy pose.I can do those.The look of death.Could be your last breath.

Told you so.Reap what you sow.Don't reach up for me.I'll take the hand of thee.

I enjoy the sun.I'll stay here until there is none.You can go sit in the dark.So find a small place, take your butt, and park.

You were using this for food?Bah, don't be a prude.If you try, you'll get attitude.Everything around here is mine, dude.
Don't you love how the cat gets all? The cat even owns the wall. Pat just rents it from us. Sometimes we may even make him cuss. Hey, should have gotten locks for the door. He's just asking for it otherwise at our shore. Wouldn't you like to rule all like the cat? Even have someone clean your scat. That is a life with little sass. But of course some still comes from my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.