Cat Christmas Poems

[Mags]

Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the flat
not a creature was stirring except for the cats
They ran and they played and they jumped ’round with glee
They played with the ornaments ’til they came off the tree
All bright and shiny the ornaments were, now all the ornaments
were just one big blur.

Then all of the sudden came a crash, bang and boom. Yes… it was Santa
and not a moment too soon

So with a wink of his eye and a twitch of his nose…
he magically fixed my tree; I suppose.

Now all bright and shiny my Christmas tree is – thanks to the magic of
Good Ol’ St. Nick.

The kitties were bad but oh well I say
Geez after all… it is Christmas day.

By Anonymous

[Mags]

The Christmas Kitten


I once was a cuddly kitten,
But now I am a stray,
'Cause when I was no longer fluffy,
They sent me on my way.
They've kept their big watchdog,
As he can bark and growl,
But I could fly at strangers,
If I caught them on the prowl.
I slink around their garbage can;
I mew outside their door;
But it's clear from their behaviour,
They don't want me anymore.
Now I'm cold and hungry,
And getting very thin,
What have I done to hurt them,
Why won't they let me in?
I crouch in sheds and boxes,
In my bedraggle fur,
So shivery and dejected,
I cannot even purr.
They have another kitten,
Their children's whole delight;
But probably next Christmas,
It will share my wretched plight.


Author Unknown