Fat Cat's Dance
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen — Read all 1,670 poems by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
With a wolfish look
to his calicoed face,
and eyes of amber true ,
Fat Cat lumbers
and keeps his place
as head of cat household,
demanding his due.
With Maine Coon's blood
in largeness of form,
and length of shaggy coat,
Fat Cat will wait
outside the door,
first in line for mealtime food,
which he loves the most.
When a new kitten comes
into our house,
twice now the others have died,
Fat Cat, though male,
without a grouse,
adopts the mite,
the other two go and hide.
With leaps and bounds,
he starts to play,
amazing young and old,
Fat Cat, so huge,
with legs asplay,
proceeds to dance,
acting limber and bold!
Dedicated to Fluffy
a lover of kittens
and all things catty.
Erin Moen
1/23/03
Copyright 2003 ©
Thursday, January 23, 2003
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very clever!
Faye