Kelly Zion

(11/27/1994)

Baby Akiboo


Baby Akiboo: Mow Mow
we have a kitten now
it has 2 best friends,
Ripples and 'Cinnabon'
and their mommy cat.

I had a bet with my mom
that we wouldn't get a fluffy cat
but the first one we got
was a baby Akiboo;

super fluffy and white
with black like Aki was
he's adopted the kittens
like how Aki became the dad
of Geoffrey and Mexico.

Oh, when he looks at you
he says, 'I'm a fluffy white tiger,
I'm the ruler of this land,
I own you and I'm beautiful,
I'm a baby Akiboo.'

I don't know if this means my dreams are coming true
or if this is just a tease, something else I'm gonna lose
but I'm so glad right now we have
a baby Akiboo.

Submitted: Wednesday, June 05, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 02, 2013

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