For Kiddo

Hello, Sweetheart.

( clears throat, cracks knuckles )

                                                                         A   Cat     

 

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A cat, a cat,

A most wonderful cat,

A most wonderful cat and a good one at that.

A cat, a cat,

A most handsome cat,

A most handsome cat and a good one at that.

A cat, a cat,

A most curious cat,

A most curious cat and a good one at that.

A cat, a cat,

What color he be?

Does he have one?

Does he have three?

Is he red as an apple?

Is he blue as the sea?

Is he Sun yellow since he’s a son to me?

I need to say “no” to the previous three,

for he doesn’t have one,

he doesn’t have three,

he has two colors,

which is one less than three.

One color is black,

one color is white,

the first color’s dark,

the second is bright,

which helps us to see him in the darkest of nights.

A cat, a cat,

A most powerful cat,

A most powerful cat and a good one at that.

A cat, a cat,

who thinks he’s a king,

who thinks that he owns everything,

from the house, to the yard,

to the car that we drive,

as if it’s his job,

from 9 to 5.

A cat, a cat,

A most delirious cat,

A most delirious cat and a good one at that.

He runs and he jumps,

without any cares,

he loves to grab legs,

just to give scares.

A cat, a cat,

A most ferocious cat,

A most ferocious cat and a good one at that.

He has a large mouth with a rather wide bite,

he has sharp claws in case of a fight,

he has green eyes to stalk you at night,

he has fast paws if he needs to take flight.

A cat, a cat,

A most wonderful cat,

A most wonderful cat and a good one at that.

This most wonderful cat,

where could he be?

He’s not by my hand,

he’s not by my knee,

he’s not outside, climbing a tree,

he’s not by the shore, fishing the sea,

he’s not at the store, for I still have my keys,

he’s not in the kitchen, making his mama a tea,

he’s not anywhere that I can see,

so tell me, Kiddo, where could this cat be?

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This cat, this cat,

this most elusive cat,

this most elusive cat and a good one at that.

He was not outside, climbing a tree,

he was not at the shore, fishing the sea,

he was not at the store, since I still have my keys,

he was not in the kitchen, making his mama a tea,

he was not anywhere that I could see,

for I was writing to you, you see,

you see, Kiddo, pseudo-daughter to me,

he was asleep on the bed,

waiting for me.

 

The End 

 

Well, Kiddo, I hope you enjoyed my hand at writing a poem, this was a first for me. It is nearly 3:30 AM, Monday morning, and Mowser is asleep on the bed waiting for “mama-cat” and “papa-cat”, so I guess we’ll accompany him. Enjoy your day, and know that we love you.

Daddio

xo xo

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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