When I am old I plan to live in a trailer full of cats.
I'll talk cat talk and walk cat walk
and dream of birds and rats.
I'll eat cat tuna and meow at the moona
and I'll roll and stretch on the floor.
I'll bite at fleas and do as I please
and leave my scent by the door.
And when my nine lives have all been spent
and my sins I must confess,
I'll sharpen my claws on the Pearly Gate walls
and act like I couldn't care less.
How adorable. Great publicity for cats. Enjoyed this so much, couldn't stop smiling. Thanks for something really nice today. I really loved it!
BTW...I do understand the CCL thing. I wrote that until I re read and got the meaning from the writing at the end. PH also changed the title so only the first letter was capitalized.
This is a fascinating poem to me. You have a unique expressive voice and I like the way you lay out your story, your mood, and your language. Please explain your title, Couldn't Care Less? That would make sense. I can see why some people may be 'put off' by some of your writing. It is simply because you have the unique ability to not hold back; to let out your words with honesty and superwoman strength. I salute you. Nice poem. Your grandma would be proud. I don't necessarily see this as a cute or funny poem. Maybe on the outside..but if you dig deeper, I sense an angry, supressed, isolated speaker.... This was a WOW for me. Keep writing.
Very clever and funny. Well done; who woulda thunk to rhyme tuna and moona? Nice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is hilarious! I love it. I have two or three cat poems myself, but this one really made me laugh, especially line seven!