Monday, October 31, 2005

Ode to Cyd

Lost a family member today. My best friends cat passed on. I still remember the time he jumped out of my bedroom window, two stories to the ground. He was always fiesty just like his mom.

I Said To The Ginger Cat


I said to the ginger cat, "please I need the chair."
He said, "I'm not moving, I'm much too comfy here."
I said to the ginger cat," Who do you think you are?"
he answered me, "I don't have to think. I know that I'm a star."
I said to the ginger cat, "Could you please be a little nice.
He said, "Give me one reason I should treat you nicer than mice.
I said to the ginger cat, "I'm the one who gives you food."
He said, "So? I only eat if I'm in the mood."
I said to the ginger cat, "Don't you love me even a bit."
"Oh I guess so, "he said, "Though I think you're a bit of a twit."
I said to the ginger cat, "I love you I truly, truly do."
"Oh well," he said. I guess even I can see that's true"
I said to the ginger cat, "Please cuddle up to me," "alright," he said,
"If you insist, but I hope you don't have fleas.

By
Grace Tolson

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