Thursday, September 28, 2006
Ballad of the pear-shaped cat, Part II
From Singapore to Hertfordshire
Admirers praise my ample physique
I’m the obvious object of desire
From Cudahy, Wis. to Mozambique.
I am wide at the rear and slim at the top
With a silky beige coat, spangled in white.
I’m a ripe furry fruit, ready to pop
To be shaped like a pear is a feline delight.
Stop in at the Friday Ark to see more furry creatures; and on Sunday, the Carnival of the Cats lands at Pet's Garden Blog.
Tags: catymology cats poetry