When i play with your little paws, Out come your claws ready to attack,
But I stop you befor you can,
Your legs racing round and round but going nowhere,
Lots of sound,
Your claws digging in to the wood,
Trying to get a steady grip and shoot off accross the room,
But dont get a grip in time,
And gets swooped off your feet,
Bringing mice back,
Like you want it for your tea,
Putting the live ones in boxes then letting them free,
While the dead ones,
What a waste,
In the bin,
Acrobatic cat,
Thats what some call you as you jump and twist in the air as you try to catch your toy,
The baby as I call you all cuddly like a bundle of joy,
When you want to be of curse,
The devil is you so mean so fast,
Little fluffy clumps of fur falls onto my skirt as we cuddle,
The T.V on both watching Tom and Jerry,
You might sound odd to others,
You might sound scary to others,
But you cant judge a book by its covers,
And thats why I love my cat.