Meow That’s What I Call Music Volume 3

Every cat has its claws

Just like every nap has its end

Just like every stray cat sings a sad, sad song,

Yeah, every cat has its claws.

What’s fish got to do with it

what’s fish but a scrumptious meal for me

what’s fish got to do with it

who needs dessert when tuna is the best.

Oh, I wanna mouse with somebody

I wanna hunt him down with somebody

Yeah, I wanna mouse with somebody

with somebody who pets me.

‘Cause if you like the way you look that much

on, baby, you are probably a cat

and if you think that I am gorgeous too

Well I will go and love myself.

Oh yeah, I’ll tell you something

You don’t need to understand

When I yell that something

I wanna scratch your hand.

A Feline’s Intuition

I see you out there,

no matter what those people say

I can see you and smell you

there is no getting away.

You may think you are clever

and that into the dark you blend

but never forget that a feline

has a nose on which to depend.

So slink away into the night

or stop a while and stare,

but I will always find you

even when my people are not aware.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2016

Cats Are Like Coffee

Cats are like coffee,

they are strong and bold and they

always wake you up.

© Autumn Siders 2016

Lost in Translation

Meow, I say and you bring me water.

Meow, I say and you fill the dish.

Meow, I say and you get me dinner.

Meow, I say and you get me a fish.

Again and again it would seem

you misunderstand what I say

I don’t need anything from you

I just want you to go away.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2016

Behind Green Eyes

All you see is cute ball of fur

who loves the sun and mice.

If only you knew that under

all that fur is not all that nice.

You think that all I need

is sleep and a fish or two

but behind these green eyes

a sadness breaks through.

There is more to being a cat

than could ever meet the eye

after all it’s hard to do much

when I sleep all the time.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2016

A Mother’s Love

I am certain that I love you

more than you love me.

This will always be true;

here is why it must be:

No matter how much love

you think you have for me

I will always go above

so it’s time that you see

the last word will be mine

because you will always be

what my heart can only define

as my child, my cat, my baby.

© Autumn Siders 2016

Surgery

I don’t wear scrubs

and I don’t wash my paws.

I won’t wait for an O.R.

and I don’t need any saws.

Forget about anesthesia

and your silly human laws.

The only scalpel I need

extends right from my paws.

Kittens These Days

Kittens these days, they don’t know how easy they’ve got it.

Back when I was just a little kitten, people needed can openers to get into my dinner. Now these people just pull off a cover and it still takes them too long to get my meal ready.

Back in my day, we caught real mice. And we ate them too. Now these kittens seem content with catching a bright pink stuffed creation that hardly resembles a rodent. That stuffing is a little dry when you try to eat it.

Back in my day we chased and ate bugs to our heart’s content. We didn’t chase a little red dot that doesn’t taste like anything. I swear that thing is from the devil anyway.

Back in my day, the cat nip epidemic was nowhere near as bad as today. Sometimes we had it, sometimes we didn’t, but we sure as hell didn’t infuse every one of our belongings with it.

Back in my day we had to walk all the way to the food dish and back to the bed. Uphill both ways. Now it’s breakfast in bed. Wait, maybe that’s just me but I tell you what, kittens, you reach the wise age of 5 and then we will talk.