Ballad of the Three Kitties

I drew this from my childhood...loved them all.

There once was this adoring cat called "My,"

who lived with her beautiful sister, "Tie,"

And along with their handsome boyfriend "Sigh," 

lest me, these three cats, no one could deny.

 

For their’s was a house of, person, just one,

I a mother with no daughter or son,

My kitties were my babies, love I did, 

so much more than my squat dog or fat pig.

 

Now as it goes for cats My, Ty and Sy, 

on their differences you may rely,

Though it is true that they were all Siamese, 

loved, respectively, cream, tuna, and cheese.

 

So let me tell you of these 3 cats each, 

of personalities, eyes, noses and feet.

And when I am done, we’ll have had some fun, 

you, me, and these cats always on the run.

 

So I’ll start with my cute little girl My, 

sweeter was My the cat, than apple pie.

A snuggler and juggler with her toy mice, 

she was indeed, as cats go, very nice.

 

My wasn’t lovely, true she was ugly,

to the untrained of eyes, but not to me.

No, one did not look upon her with ease, 

for she was not the classic Siamese.

 

A mottled coat, pink nose, paw pads, and ears, 

she slept on TV, 'til she'd fall, sweet dear.

And oh how dressing up she did so love, 

with odds/ends, she was a fun crazy dove.

 

Some said she was a cat, very cross-eyed,

she's just looking at her nose, I’d confide.

She’d roll around, just like a silly clown, 

none too smart, yet lovey-dovey profound.

 

Now let's discuss her lovely sister Ty, 

in her presence one could only ask why.

So great was her classic, stunning beauty, 

she was most of them all oh so snooty.

 

She had a deep brown silky coat, you saw, 

chocolate points at her ears, tail and paws.

She knew of her glory, queen of the house, 

and, unlike My, she could outsmart a mouse.

 

Now Ty, she was not much fun as fun goes, 

preferring to bask in sun like a rose.

Never a glance to others did she give, 

top of the top was how she lived.

 

Ty, in all her majesty would meow,

and in turn this cat clan, to Ty, would bow.

And as for our sweet dumb dumpling girl My, 

the fact is she'd never cross sister Ty.

And finally, suppos'd man of the house, 

this kitty Sy was a terrible louse.

He loved both My and Ty though no others, 

for shame, cheated on each with the other.

 

He was of grey in coat, with stunning points, 

and never, in looks, did he disappoint.

His bright violet-blue eyes were so clear,

and lilac were, thus, his tail, paws and ears.

 

He knew he was pretty, sly boy kitty,

and more than a little kitten witty.

It’s trouble he caused, all purple-y paws,

by two-timing those cat sisters he saw.

 

Then our girls got big, and I saw a rat,

for I knew with, Sy, I had a bad cat.

Now nature, took over, and was in charge, 

with babies, yes, on the way, by and large.

 

Ty's babies were born on one pretty day, 

My's the next, five each, all without delay.

So I not only had three adult cats, 

but ten little kittens added to that!

 

Then babies and mothers a mixed litter,

Ty, she was the worst kitten forgetter.

My did all the feeding, Ty didn’t care,

for its grooming and preening, were her fare.

 

So sweet were these babies I did so love,

as Ty, when bothered, would, they away shove.

I would have to sell them, sadly, all ten,

I had no room left in the house keep them.

 

Kittens mottled, brown, and the grey ones too, 

sat there in my little kitten-filled zoo.

And all adored their assumed mother My,

and slept mounded upon her all the nigh’.

 

Now, for shame, I confess of the buyers,

it was Ty I displayed, me a liar.

For if they’d seen My, always sweet as pie,

They would then flee with no kitten e'er buy.

 

Now Sy, that savvy right grayest of cats,

sly rat, fatherhood an impressive stat,

And when all were gone of our kitten pride, 

My cried, Ty slept, Sy preened, and I had lied.

 

So the moral of the ballad is this, 

if you have three sweet kitties left unfixed,

Do run, don't walk, to the Vet with them all, 

then you won't be keeper, thirteen cats all!!

Author's Note

Awards:

Wacky Abstract Poetry Contest 4th Place

Reviews

[SuicidePact.]

this was cute