Bo Bo
Leave the holiday lights alone.
Or we can find you a new home.
My leg is not a scratching post.
All these little things add up to the most.
Go to sleep all day.
Later we can play.
My phone charger cord is not a chew toy.
It causes stress not joy.
You jump on my coffee pot.
You can knock over the fan I thought.
You are a four legged menace.
Your hyperactiveness is relentless.
Don't mess with the contents of my purse.
Or my anger is dispursed.
Running around the room makes it worse.
© Harmony Sapphire.All rights reserved.
(Dedicated to the rascal menace that is my cat Bo Bo.)
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