A Little Chew Between Me And You!
I was asked the other day why cats chew everything at their bay. Well dogs do it too. We are just more graceful at each zoo. But why do pets chew? I guess it is my job to inform all of you.
You pay no attention,
Not even a mention.
So what are we to do,
But chew and chew.
You leave us all day,
So we make you pay.
Chew up a little of this and that.
Blame the dog, not the cat.
You bring something new,
Into our zoo.
It has a funky smell,
So we chew it to hell.
You take it away.
Pffft we say.
A challenge is grand.
No we can't stand.
You pull and yank.
We'll make you walk the plank.
A game we will win.
The chewing game isn't a sin.
Maybe it just tastes good.
Like the strings on your hood.
Ever chewed string?
The taste buds sing.
Or there is indigestion as well.
When that rings a bell,
May need the floor mat,
Or chew on your hat.
You dropped it.
The floor it hit.
Five second rule.
We win, you drool.
Then there are the toys,
They bring all joys.
We can chew those up,
So why are other things a hiccup?
We own all,
At each and every hall.
So what we want to chew we chew.
And now you have a clue.
Any other information you wish to know? The cat is available for requests at his show. You humans still will not let us chew. I guess that just means more work for you. Now I will go chew some grass, that is allowed by my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
You pay no attention,
Not even a mention.
So what are we to do,
But chew and chew.
You leave us all day,
So we make you pay.
Chew up a little of this and that.
Blame the dog, not the cat.
You bring something new,
Into our zoo.
It has a funky smell,
So we chew it to hell.
You take it away.
Pffft we say.
A challenge is grand.
No we can't stand.
You pull and yank.
We'll make you walk the plank.
A game we will win.
The chewing game isn't a sin.
Maybe it just tastes good.
Like the strings on your hood.
Ever chewed string?
The taste buds sing.
Or there is indigestion as well.
When that rings a bell,
May need the floor mat,
Or chew on your hat.
You dropped it.
The floor it hit.
Five second rule.
We win, you drool.
Then there are the toys,
They bring all joys.
We can chew those up,
So why are other things a hiccup?
We own all,
At each and every hall.
So what we want to chew we chew.
And now you have a clue.
Any other information you wish to know? The cat is available for requests at his show. You humans still will not let us chew. I guess that just means more work for you. Now I will go chew some grass, that is allowed by my little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.
Published on July 27, 2014 03:00
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