Hey pals. It's been a while since I wrote a Purrsday poem - it wuz hard to get my poetical inspurrayshun when I wuz feeling sick. But now that I'm starting to feel better (and replenish my chunky buns) I thought I'd give it a go today.
After all, I gotta teach Bowie about how real mancats aren't afraid to get in touch wif dere poetical selves. Even if their sisters make fun of da poetical efforts . . .
So here goes. Angel Sammy and Teddy provided da photo, and me, Travis Ford, provides da poem.
Some humans like to go camping
Myself, I would prefer glamping
A warm fire, a cozy bed
A big plush pillow for my head
I'd hunt Miss Burd and Mister Rat
Then take a nap on a nip mat
If I glamped in the boondocks,
The woods would be my litter box!