The Cat Mathematicians
Solving the world’s complex problems
Three tabby’s, not big tabby’s, but smart tabby’s
One had a little more orange threaded in his fur,
This was the older of the three, known as Muscat
A cheeky boy who earned his stripes and loud purr.
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A smaller tabby, whose fur’s a multitude of browns
Is a talker, a smart talker sure, but still an avid talker,
He’ll often be found purring and meowing to himself
His name is Bearcat, and he’s also a pacer, a walker.
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Lastly is the smallest of the three, more tan in colour
Just as cute as a button, but don’t let that fool you,
She calls herself Sassycat, as she gives you a grin
Flirting her green eyes and whites whiskers on cue.
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Would you believe me if I was to tell you a secret
Don’t answer that because I know you’ll say no,
This secret’s a time bomb that few are aware of
I’m fearful if it gets out, they will go commando.
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So before I say a word, I will need you to promise
You’ll have no choice but to take this to your grave,
One utterance and they’ll put a hit out on your head
They may just look cute but they are to be obeyed.
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You see those three famous Cat Mathematicians
Covertly manage to run it all, the entire human race,
They are the bosses of everyone, you cannot fight it
We are their slaves, destined from birth in this case.
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Can you imagine if the general human population
Were to discover our total subservience, forever,
They’d believe they could change the status, fight
But we are not as smart as these three whatsoever.
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Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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Comments (5)
Lol, cats are definitely the bosses! Loved this poem!
Agree , cats our bosses. We are magnet to take care of them. It’s a must
Loving this!💖💕
Brilliant Colleen and gonna share in Cats of Vocal here https://www.facebook.com/Cats-of-Vocal-108036978428043
Haha. This is great.