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 cattieloves rated 9 months ago - From the page: "cat haiku
You never feed me.
Perhaps I'll sleep on your face.
That will sure show you.
You must scratch me there!
Yes, above my tail!
Behold, elevator butt.
The rule for today:
Touch my tail, I shred your hand.
New rule tomorrow.
In deep sleep hear s... more
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- Penelopy rated 11 days agopoetry
- really charming poetry with real resonance
- rehmanrjy rated 2 weeks agopoetry
- Funny...sooo true!!
- sillyseal10 rated 3 weeks agopoetry
- @ ChelleBee- Of course she feeds her cat! Its a joke! geeze!
I personally thought it was spot on and so funny it ACTUALLY made me laugh out loud, not just in my head!
- KingOfSporkdom rated 3 weeks agopoetry
- Well whoever wrote these needs badly to learn how to count syllables (I'd say at best 70% of these are 5-7-5), but this is very humorous, nonetheless.
- johnpmathew reviewed 5 weeks agocats
- It's a nice page for cat lovers!
 ChelleBee rated 7 weeks ago- That was terrible. If this is true for you...you starve your cat?
- blueredhair rated 2 months agocats, poetry
- cat haiku rocks!
- maremare rated 2 months agocats, poetry
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cat haiku
You never feed me.
Perhaps I'll sleep on your face.
That will sure show you.
You must scratch me there!
Yes, above my tail!
Behold, elevator butt.
The rule for today:
Touch my tail, I shred your hand.
New rule tomorrow.
In deep sleep hear sound
cat vomit hairball somewhere
will find in morning.
Grace personified.
I leap into the window.
I meant to do that.
Blur of motion, then --
silence, me, a paper bag.
What is so funny?
The mighty hunter
Returns with gifts of plump birds --
your foot just squashed one.
You're always typing.
Well, let's see you ignore my
sitting on your hands.
My small cardboard box.
You cannot see me if I
can just hide my head.
Terrible battle.
I fought for hours. Come and see!
What's a 'term paper?'
Small brave carnivores
Kill pine cones and mosquitoes,
Fear vacuum cleaner
I want to be close
to you. Can I fit my head
inside your armpit?
Wanna go outside.
Oh, poop! Help! I got outside!
Let me back inside!
Oh no! Big One
has been trapped by newspaper!
Cat to the rescue!
Humans are so strange.
Mine lies still in bed, then screams;
My claws are not that sharp.
(thanks to my daughter, Annalese, for stumbling this me)
- Lotus1150 rated 2 months agopoetry
- From the page: "cat haiku - You never feed me...very nice :O)
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