Fun - Cats Are Crazy Poem by Paul Warren

We have a cat at home who just lies around
He is fluffy and white and not mentally sound
Sleeping soundly is his forte with food as his hobby
When he walks along he looks quite fat and flabby
He doesn’t go out because he likes to be clean
During the light of day he is very rarely seen
At night he prowls around and practices creeping
He scares the dog when out at him he goes leaping.

I think that he if tested a vet would find him psychotic
The way he struts around he seems to be quite myopic
He hunts down socks, fluffy toys and his rubber mouse
Running fast and pushing them all around the house
He comes into his element when the sun goes down
Doing the stray cat strut without making a sound
The thing the scares me about him most of all
When I wake up in bed and stares me out to enthral!

© Paul Warren Poetry