In They Look For A Toy I Took!

Those intruders were trying to steal my toys. That sure brings me no joys. Yeah, joys times two. They just bring it out in me at our zoo. They aren't getting my stash. I have to hide them in a flash.




Hmm, this one is rough.I'll do the other stuff. Not like they can run away with it.They'll drop it after a hit.

Stop watching me. Look the other way tubby she.I'll make you pay.You don't get to play.

No grumpy look.Go away from our nook.Pat won't let me bother you. But go and get a new view.

I suppose that works.Your head blocks the other jerks.They'll never find my toys. I'll stop them from ruining my joys.

Cassie, avert thy ears.Pretend it is vacuum gears.I never knocked anything down. You can share if it won't make you frown.

All better now.I sit proud with a meow.No one will find a single toy.I won't fall for any ploy.

 Cassie, don't let them in.That so isn't a win.Keep the tubby one out.Geez, you are cut off from any trout.

Stay, you tubby cat.Don't bring in your fat.I'll whack you in the head.Stay on that messy bed.

Stay like her.You and your fur. I'll need another gate.I'm not a sharing mate.

What? No toys here.Nope, they aren't near.I'm not playing at all. I just pooped out that nearby furry ball.
Ever have to hide your toys at your sea? Have intruders tried to steal them from thee? That is never a nice thing to come due. What? I'm a mean cat at our zoo? Bah, I'm nice to Cass and the old fart. Pat makes me with the last part. But two out of whatever gives me a pass. So says the math of my toy hogging little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.