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MY NEW TOY
Folks I want to tell you what has happened to me,
The people I allow to live in my home have gone crazy.
A thing called a pop-up tent from them came my way,
There it was there right in front of me the other day.

I had a good look at it and wondered what I had to do
Not go and sit in that funny thing the whole day through!
I must admit those colours blend so well with mine,
To sit in it just for a minute or two would be fine.

“Baxter you look so cute and handsome sitting there”
They said, and I gave them ‘I know’, that kind of stare,
After only a little while of my gift I’d had quite enough,
For I must admit with more feline pride I did puff.

No, it’s a new food station, inside my food I did find,
Eat unseen, but what do I do with my big behind!
Surely they are trying to get me to go and sit in there,
I much prefer it on a comfy knee or some soft chair.

I wonder what will happen if I sit in there once more?
Here come the ooo’s and aah’s as me they do adore,
“Come look, he’s in there, just as cute as he can be”
I know! it is a pride enhancer built for cute old me.

Now humans should know pride is quite a bad sin,
Yet they always seen to tell me more when I’m within
My tent, oh no, now a new catnip mouse cuter than me,
He is not going to last long and my great rival be.

I’ll sit in there a times or two, make my humans smile,
And they may forget all about this thing in a little while,
I may go in to hear their praises for I like to hear them say,
“Oh Baxter you are so very cute when you look that way”,

(Millicent) Ann Margetson September 12, 2003
2003/3299/mytoy/animals/cats

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