Perrt, Brr-Ack, Nee-Oww,
the cream's all been lapped.
Stretched, curled, contented,
the sunbeams catnapped.
Pillow kneading purrfected;
catnip rips now neglected;
crouching and pouncing complete,
to dust little cat feet creep.
2000, For Billy Buckhead
Next in the Silly Poem series:
“Limerick Plus,” a limerick that doesn't know when to quit. (Go!)
© Phil Comer
Disclaimer: Although loosely based on reality, characters and events are none you or I know.
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