Cats' Club
Domestic feline bliss peaks at its meow,
Cats' mantra - don't sweat about tomorrow!
While humans stress over power of now,
Cats nap, sleep, doze and rest - taking it slow.
Soft to the touch and easy on the eyes,
Will never hurt a fly, but death to mice.
Being pampered and spoiled is a must,
Cat kind demands and dotes on TLC.
Once their adoptive servants earn full trust,
Stroking both fur and ego is the key!
Curled cozy on your lap they purr divine,
Leaving the barking frenzy to canine.
Cats' curiosity may cross the line,
No harm, they bounce right back, quite satisfied -
It's a proud privilege of the feline
To risk one of their lives, utter upside!
We wonder since ancient times to these days
At their amazing, acrobatic grace.
To join cats' club one ought to vow
To purr in discreet dialect of meow.
February 19, 2023
Copyright © Margarita Lillico | Year Posted 2023
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