by Jayne Scott

Created on: September 29, 2008   Last Updated: March 07, 2009

My Plant Killing Cat!

He arrived in my house, a small ginger ball.
Full of himself, no fear at all.
With his tiger stripes and little sharp claws,
and a strong propensity to climb up the walls.

He gobbled his biscuits and slurped up his milk,
a real little thug with a coat made of silk.
Leaping and bounding with playful abandon,
skittering along the ceramic tiled landing.

Lying in ambush behind the loo door,
waiting his chance, leaping over the floor.
Attacking the toilet roll, shredding it fine,
I never manage to get there in time!

Killing my pot plants, up-side-down on their end.
So quick on his feet, my furry little friend.
Sleepily curled at the foot of my bed
A tired little tiger, time to rest his wee head!

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