Milo Is My Pet Poem by Tina Ashok

Milo is my pet.
“She’s a crazy cat, I bet.”

When she was small,
I had thought she is a 'boy'.
So fixed her the name.
Now she is plump like a ball,
Still my lovely toy.
Amongst my friends she has great fame.

She hides into a cover
When scared of my dad.
She seems so clever,
But sometimes turns mad.

Does all sort of mischieves:
Jumps over the roof,
And walks upon the shelves.
Hard to tame, oof!
She makes me on to my nerves.

I love her though,
And can’t let her go-
She has a role that is rife.
She’s a part of my life.