24 April 2012
Puss oh puss
With your lovely black fur,
Licking your legs and being demure,
Spare a thought for the human whose right by your side,
Who washes in water with creme germicide ,
You are done in a tick with a spit and a lick , cock the hind quarters, pass the tail with a flick,
I splutter and grimace with soap in my eye whilst you preen and you purr without even a sigh .
It seems that the cleaning is clearly an art and that humans and cats are somewhat apart .
It appears that on this one you have it won dead but you see lovely puss, my sweet lovely puss, oh glorious puss, at least I can wash, scrub and reach the back of my head :)
Puss Oh Puss • Opuss № I