This Year…

This year I will not scratch,

this year I will not bite,

this year I will not meow

and keep my girl up all night.

This year I will be good

and lose that pesky pound

I will not beg for fish

and I will run all around.

This year…

who am I kitten?

I will still scratch

and I will still bite

but I promise only

when you deserve the fight.

And that pesky pound

can stay or go,

but the fish shall stay,

 this I know.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2016

Santa Claws

The guy in red

needs to bring a treat

if he hopes for peace

if ever we should meet.

No man will come to my house

whether he bears gifts or not

and sneak down my chimney

like a common thief to be shot.

So the only thing to stop you,

from meeting my claws,

would be to bring a fish,

choose well, Santa Claus.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2016

Snow Day

Blue jays flitter and flutter

just outside my reach

but the snow is falling fast

and there is no way to breach

this glass that stands between

my frozen dinner and me.

So, my warm bed beckons

and that’s exactly where I’ll go

until those birds dry off

and get out of the frigid snow.

My blanket will be pulled high,

warmth is the key.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2016

Meow That’s What I Call Music: Volume 4

I’m only one scratch away

I’ll be there to make you pay

Lucifer got nothin’ on me

I’m only one scratch away.

You can’t feel your face when you’re with me

but you love it, but you love it,

You can’t feel your face when you’re with me

but you love it, but you love it.

I love eating feathers

in a beautiful world

and I know I am special

I’m so fuckin’ special

’cause I’m a cat, I’m a feline

what the hell are you doing here?

you don’t belong here.

Santa baby, slip a fishy under the tree, for me

I’ve been a good awful girl, Santa baby,

so hurry down the chimney tonight.

 

Animal Cruelty

These people are so cruel,

can you believe what they’ve done?

They made me get my own water

instead of lay in the sun.

Good servants are hard to find

and they have made it quite clear

that a harsh paw is needed

with punishment most severe.

Will it be one scratch or two

or perhaps just an evil glare?

I think actions speak louder

than this ice-cold stare.

Next time I say to bring me a drink

these people will surely comply

when they remember this moment

and that the stakes are so high.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2016

Sixpence

Why would you ever bake

blackbirds in a pie

when plucked right from nature

is still a taste for which to die?

Four and twenty seems too much,

at least for one cat to try.

These humans have it wrong,

would you believe how much they lie?

And then to think these birds

could strut about and fly?

It sounds a recipe for disaster

that takes off to the sky.

The lesson to be learned

is never to trust the guy

who takes all his recipes

straight from a nursery rhyme.

© AUtumn and Emlita Siders 2016

Rat Race

I did not vote for Trump

and I did not vote for Hillary;

emails or not, I wasn’t with her

or worried about where the wall will be.

The only thing I needed to know

about any candidate in the race

is how they plan to feed me fish

and give me many mice to chase.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2016