That darn Cat

They come in all colors and shapes.
But the cat knows the flakes.
Every morning I hide vitamin C
Every evening I see 
The darn cat knows its food too well.
The crazy thing will only drink 
Water from the sink.
We go round after round.
I want the cat on the ground
It found a way around
Don't touch the glass table,
Go back to your cradle.
Paw after paw 
Waiting until it gets dark.
Making its mark.
It flies from the cupboard,
Dangles from the curtain cord,
Claws its paws
On the refrigerator.
It knows how to open the door,
The butter lands on the floor.
The cat is an excellent skater.
But the smell will be greater.
You want to be home sooner than later.
The jam is for the ham. 
Don't let the cat find it.
Heaven forbid!
The teaser opens the freezer.
I am so going to scream
When it eats my ice cream.
The stupid thing sticks its paw into the jar 
And paints the wet bar.
I curse when it goes after my purse.
But then it crawls on its belly towards me
And meows its apology.

© Colleen Yorke. All rights reserved. 2020.
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