my very cool cat sprig
 
When my thoughts run astray
my very cool cat 'Sprig'
reminds me of Egyptian Hieroglyphics
She's charocal and peach
and oh so tall and sleek
and her profile has that thin chin

She doesn't purr, but points
when taking an interest
bending each paw
like an alerted dog
and sticking her neck out
like she's in a long corridor
And each tip of her
seems to be coordinates

Her balance extraordinaire
and man, does she have a streeeetch
in all different directions
Her tail shifts from stiff to sway
and then swags
to all types of curls and swirls

But just when I think
she must have some far-out mysticism
and should be crowningly depicted
she flops on her belly on the
wing of the armchair
and lays there like she's tipsy
looking like a boodle beanbag
And there goes that Vision

She's just cool kitty, is all
n' that's good enough for me

But cause I'm bored
I make her historic and amazing
and of course I elicit some changes
and conjure up just about anything
when my thoughts run astray
Or maybe.......
She was reincarnated............
Naaaah

Copyright 2005. Edited 2008

For OneTinSoldier's
Catch A Soaring Star Challenge

By Lottie457

© 2008 Lottie457 (All rights reserved)

 

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