There is no time to lose
I must be very quick
I am the feline bluster
And it is time to have a lick
This morning it was raining
A puddle is outside
It looks so very inviting
And so I will abide
Oh every drop is abrosia
The chosen drink for a cat
I savour every tongue full
My perfect habitat
Today I won’t go stalking,
I am tired and need to swoon
I only slept 4 hours last night
It was a very full moon
The felines were meowing and hissing
I am sure I saw a bat
It was all so very exciting
For a purrfect Tabby cat
And now I have to rest
and let the mice run free
There will be another night
Again to go on a spree
There is only one pattern to make it worthwhile
Just look at my fur, it is my textile
So many stripes in colours that match
I feel sorry for humans without such a batch
But to crown it all I have a real gem
Just look at my forehead with the Macdonald’s “M”
Kitten graduation depends on you mouse and bird score. My mum said choose a tree and make a scratch when you are successful. Mum was very pleased when she saw my scratches and I graduated from kitten to cat. Mrs. Human was not pleased when she saw the scratches I made when I moved in and took over. I tried to convince her it was the feline system of accounts, and a sign of achievement, but she did not understand. And so now I have a scratch in my fur now and again, just to keep in practice.
I decided this photo leaves a lasting impression on all. Here I am in a serious mood, but of course I am always serious. I am seated on leather illustrating my importance. What more can I meow? I am unique, fame is my middle name. If you wish for a paw print, write to my Manager Mrs. Human. I have no time for answering all the many fan letters I receive.
Meow splash meow
Water stays beneath the paw
Obeys my commands
“Tabby what is that supposed to mean?”
“Mrs. Human, that is a genuine flaiku.”
“A flaiku?”
“I got the idea from my cousin Hiroshi in Tokyo. He said that all Japanese felines write flaikus, the humans borrowed the idea and call them haiku, but the meow versions are more genuine. It expresses the power of a feline over the splash syndrome.”
They call me Tabby the brave
I know no fear
If I have a cat flap
I can easily disappear
