My uncle's Cat
My uncle’s cat is a stinky thing.
He pukes and pees and shits.
He claws the furniture and plays with things.
I wish I could kill it.
He constantly begs for tasty treats.
Is always right there at my feet.
I wish I could throw him out in the street.
I hate my uncle’s cat.
My uncle’s cat is a nosy thing.
He climbs and sniffs and lurks.
He pukes in the hall and climbs on the sink.
Where humans brush their teeth and drink.
Why God have a cat?
They stink, they stink.
I hate my uncle’s cat.
My uncle’s cat is a lurking tom.
He slinks and prowls and purrs.
His claws are sharp and unfortunately.
His meow is even worse.
Always wanting something.
Yowling and mewling too.
I wish I could do something.
I hate my uncle’s cat.
Phil G. Inman Sr. 2010
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