Friday, June 06, 2008
Calico blues
I looked out the window, and what did I see?
That calico foreign cat looking in at me!
Lying on the sidewalk, cool as could be,
She had nothing better to do than laugh at me.
I got the calico blues.
I said the calico blues.
She was calm and collected, not a whisker twitching.
I wanted to jump out there and give her a licking.
I was hissing and growling to defend my territory,
But the calico cat had a different story.
I got the calico blues.
I said the calico blues.
I wanted to jump out there and give her a licking.
I was hissing and growling to defend my territory,
But the calico cat had a different story.
I got the calico blues.
I said the calico blues.
She jumped up and stalked off, that sly little cat,
I was growling at nothing and itching for combat.
But I'll just have to wait for another day,
To catch that calico and send her on her way.
I got the calico blues.
I said the calico blues.
I was growling at nothing and itching for combat.
But I'll just have to wait for another day,
To catch that calico and send her on her way.
I got the calico blues.
I said the calico blues.
We'll be joining the Friday Ark today and on Sunday, the Carnival of the Cats will be at Pet's Garden Blog.
Update: 6/9/08. Pet, of Pet's Garden Blog, has been feeling poorly. The Carnival of the Cats # 221 appears at ... the Carnival of the Cats. Thanks, Robyn.
Labels: guest cats, poetry
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