Monday, August 16, 2010

Bert





BERT SHE CALLS ME

MY CAT I MEAN

SHE CALLS ME BERT

MY ORANGE FURRED TABBY

MY CHANGEABLE ORANGE FURRED TABBY

WHEN I WANT TO HOLD HER

SHE'S RELUCTANT

BUT OPEN MY MUSIC BAG

SHE'S IN IT

OPEN MY DESK DRAWER

SHE HAS TO CHECK IT OUT

GO SHOELESS

SHE'S BITING MY TOES

TAKE A NAP

SHE SITS ON MY HEAD

AND CALLS ME BERT

DUMB CAT

ONLY REASON I KEEP HER

IS BECAUSE I LIKE HER

I LIKE TO HEAR HER MOTOR RUN

WHEN SHE'S CONTENT

I LIKE THE LOOK IN HER EYES

WHEN SHE'S SITTING IN THE WINDOW

WAITING TO COME IN

I CALL HER TABBY

THE KIDS CALL HER PUSSYFOOT

WE COULD CALL HER ESMERELDA

SHE DOESN'T COME ANYWAY

BUT IF I RATTLE A FOOD BOX

SHE CALLS ME BERT

NOW SHE'S REGAL POISED AND COOL

NOW SHE'S TRYING TO CATCH HER TAIL

NOW SHE THINKS MY BEARD'S A KITTEN

HAVE YOU EVER BEEN KISSED

BY A ROUGH TONGUED CAT

DUMB CAT

SHE'S SLEEPING IN MY CHAIR

SHE'S DRINKING FROM THE FISH TANK

SHE'S FALLING IN THE BATHTUB

SHE'S SHARPENING HER CLAWS

SHE'S LOCKED IN A CLOSET

SHE'S STRANDED IN A TREE

SHE'S A BOTHER AND A NUISANCE

BUT SHE'S KIND OF CUTE TO ME

BESIDES

SHE CALLS ME BERT







FRANK A VOLLMER

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