Molly
Molly is one of my cats
She chose me and that was that
Scrawny little thing
Chased in by wind, cold and biting
Well, in the middle of her right paw
She has a very naughty claw
With this claw she gets lots of attention
Spilling over cups with bad intentions
A little plink of her claw
On your exposed butt
You were taking too long
And she wants to watch the toilet flush…What?
Beware other people and cats too
No one takes on Molly
Because they know they will loose.
Molly is loving and affectionate
You better pet her and don’t procrastinate
That claw will get your attention
Sleeping curled up is her only safe disposition
Just pet her when you walk near
Then the claw you won’t have to fear
People who know her run from Molly
And even I don’t escape her clawing folly
We are well bonded she and me
We understand one another truly
Prickly but full of love
People just need to handle us with kid gloves.
Regis
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Ron