Tag Archives: Cats

Let It Be

A woman asking for advice

Is like a cat exposing its belly:

You can do what you think is nice

But it’s going to end up really yelly.

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Gateway Drugs

One cat is a pet.

Two cats can be dear.

Three cats are a warning sign

That menopause is near.

Four cats are a danger

And five cats scream a warning.

That said, my wife thinks 6+ cats

Just make for a snuggly morning.

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Cats, 2025 AD

Apex predator

Lies before the cozy fire

Waiting to be fed.

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Normalcy Is Overrated

If you eat noodles with a knife

I bet you probably love your life.

If your best friend is a cat

Your probably satisfied with that.

If your name starts with a Z

You’re already cooler than me.

What makes you weird’s what makes you you

So unto your weird self be true.

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Kitty Says…

I brought them a gift.

It flew off and bit their kid.

I’m the goodest boy.

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We Returned It Twice, But He Keeps Insisting…

Big fat fluffy cat

Thinks our Amazon wish list

Includes a dead bird

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My Favorite Superhero

We’ve got people addicted to drugs,

Alcohol, porn, and their phones

Yet my cat hears someone say “pspspspsps”

And just feels content deep in his bones.

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Are You There God? It’s Me, Fluffles

I am a fearsome hunter

And have killed a hundred men

And yet I sleep in peace, filled with

Tranquility and zen

Because someday I hope I may

Catch some deity’s eye.

They’ll think I’m cute and house me

In their mansion in the sky,

They’ll feed me all I can consume

And rub my belly while

Saying “Who’s a good warrior?”

With a goofy voice and smile,

And let me come and go all day

Through a small transparent flap

Instead of being human

And putting up with all this crap.

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Who Needs A Kid When You Have…

Big fat ginger cat

Satan in a fluffy ball

He deserves more food

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Evening Cuddles

Fat cat on my lap goes splat

And I pat his fat and that is that.

I rub and rub all ‘round his roundness

Until I question my mental soundness.

I sploop his leg and bwork his boop

And give his little gleeb a ploop

And then he bites and runs away

And thus I end another day.

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