I Had A Cat

I had a tubby cat It always acted lazy and was fat, It wouldn't chase a mouse or a rat And it wouldn't even chase a gnat. It always slept in my bed And it always wanted to be fed, It never listened to what I said And my socks it would always shred. It would always cry for food to eat And it would always cry for another treat, And it would always attack my feet Never from excitement did she greet. When she went to her decorated litter tray I had to clean out the mess everyday, With disinfectant I would constantly spray A thank you meow she never purred or did say. When she is sick I will take her to the vet But, when I am sick she gives no sadness or regret, I'm the first one she'll always forget Sometimes I feel that I am her pet. She stares at me as if she is the Queen Maybe that's why she acts so haughty and mean, And why I am the one who always has to clean As she always makes a Royal scene. I always bought her the newest toys Some were silent and some squeaked with a funny noise, Wanting to bring her joy But, they never changed her poise. Now no longer do I have to give her a pat No longer from my clothes must I say scat, And no longer will I feel like a doormat Because, once I had a cat. Randy L. McClave