kittens in the cubbards

A Poem by Ase

misses floofer was merry
so i bought her a necklace
to make her keep smiling
and make me some breakfast
she purrs on my lap when
im eating her eggies
she passed me the napkin
and raised all my babies
with fast little footsies
i named them all travis
put rings on their tootsies
why shouldn't I have this?
in every man's j box
a collection of misses
but im pretty happy with
hairballs and hisses