Written for a friend who has a cat called Midnight Ninja <br /> <br />My cat jumped out of a window <br />Three storey building tall, out of curiosity <br />If he had spoken to me about the city <br />I would have taken him there by car <br />Don't know how my cat survived <br />Guess that is why he had nine lives <br /> <br />My cat is dark black and slim <br />Midnight Ninja I call him <br />We work together well as a team <br />I have taught him a few tricks <br />Sometimes he does not know <br />Which of the tricks to pick <br /> <br />He can stand on two legs <br />And he knows how to beg <br />For food when I am in a good mood <br /> <br />But he never knows when to stop <br />Tries to drink out of my tea cups <br />And whenever I get cross <br />And meow to him that I am boss <br />He just jumps up, right to the very top <br /> <br />I took my cat to a pretty vet <br />Whom we had just met <br />And all he did was get wet <br />Around her legs and hands <br />I had to pay her to understand <br /> <br />Sometimes he marks his territory with shit <br />I think he does that when on the heat <br />Or maybe because he eats and eats <br /> <br />Every morning <br />He waits silently on the floor <br />Waiting for me to open my door <br />Same old trick, he can be such a bore <br />I always give him a morning pat <br />Even though he is lazy and fat <br />Yes Midnight Ninja is my cat <br />Without the rat and the mat <br /> <br />Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi<br /><br />Sylvia Chidi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-cat-2/
