I once cared not for any cats
For what I knew they just catch rats
Aside from eating and sleeping all day
They behave not and will not come or stay
Their hair covers clothes and even chairs
They scratch furniture and destroy carpet on stairs
What about the litter box that does stink
There’s nothing worse than finding sand in your sink
They seek attention only when they care
And lay quite contently on your favorite chair
You can’t take them hunting or to the beach
And insure that fresh fish is kept out of reach
They scratch and they bite for no reason
Shedding their hair regardless of season
But despite all this I don’t now care
Because I now have Kitty and Snickers with black hair
For some strange reason the mess no longer matters
And I no longer care that my house is in shatters
Though they cry and meow through the night
The way they behave gives me great delight
So although my friends now laugh and grin
Especially when I whistle for my cats to come in
I just smile knowingly and nod my head
Taking great comfort with two cats in my bed
