|I look upon your nice warm lap
And think I'd like to take a nap.
I realize you're trying to knit,
I really couldn't give a whit.
You see we cats do rule it all,
The world is at our beck and call.
We worm our way into your hearts
By playing furry, purry parts.
We'll act as if we love you dear
Especially if food is near.
Then trick you with supposed need,
When out the door we want to speed.
At other times we're quite aloof,
Unless we feel like being a goof.
A string might make us romp and play,
But normally we're not that way.
We used up all our energy,
As kittens growing up to be,
The major rulers of the house;
You think I'm crazy, that's your spouse?
Well let me pose this question fair,
To answer what I deem a dare,
Who rules the roost, when in your house?
You think your spouse can pounce a mouse?!
No spouse you cry, well that's OK,
I still can have this point my way.
Let's see you crouch and twitch and fly,
And grab that critter zipping by!
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