I HAVE A CAT ITS NAME IS SNOOKUMS
TO THE VET ONE DAY I TOOKUM
UP ITS RECTUM HE TOOK A LONG LOOKUM
WHAT HE FOUND IT REALLY SHOOKUM
A SOLID MASS HE FOUND WHILE IN THERE
THOUGHT IT WAS A BALL OF CAT HAIR
“OH! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT,” HE DECLARED
“THIS STUPID KITTY NEEDS MY SPECIAL CARE.”
HE REMOVED A LUMP AS HARD AS A ROCK
IT WAS MY LONG LOST ARGYLE SOCK
WE WERE ALL SPEECHLESS AND IN SHOCK
UPON THE REMOVAL OF THIS RECTAL BLOCK
MY SOCK DRAWERS UNDER LOCK AND KEY
AND NOBODY CAN GET IN IT BUT ME
MY SNOOKUMS SURVIVED FOR ALL TO SEE
HE EATS BARK FROM SLIPPERY ELM TREES
NOTHING GETS STUCK, IT SLIDES RIGHT OUT
NOW THERE’S NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT
EATING MY SOCKS AGAIN I SERIOUSLY DOUBT
FROM NOW ON MY KITTY WILL DO WITHOUT!
The Hoosier Wordsmith contains short stories and poetry pertaining to life’s experiences and trials. The content contains varying subject matter from humor, satire, patriotism and God’s everlasting love.
Tuesday, June 21, 2022
SNOOKUMS
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