Caturday Haiku
Sitting, waiting, angry, sad, feeling
Cat on the street, lonely, no feed
Please, take home, no-one alone
But then, some one come, and take me, along
Category Archives: Caturday
Caturday Haiku 1
Caturday Haiku
Cat with various stripes smiles
Patrolling its territory large, no one denies
Afterward, nap time awaits winner
And then, a delicious dinner, with fish
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Cats for Caturday
“So many cool cats, so few tuna cans!” Gun Roswell
Cats for Caturday
Stripes, white and black
Look a likes, twins, triplets and all that
Cats of all shapes, sizes, basically, of all kind
In the remote areas of the world you will find
When travelling, you will meet
Those cool cats of other lands you’ll see
Some of them domestic, some of them stray
But rest assure, affectionate they all be may
Just bring food, a can or few
For them on to chew
And friends for ever you’ll find
Even, if they may be, of the furry kind
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Caturday on Kos Island
“Cats rule the world.” Jim Davis
Caturday on Kos Island
“Are you looking at me?
You, looking, me?”
“Nah, I’m just resting here for a while
It’s cool, hope you don’t mind!”
“Well, as long as you remember,
You are in my turf now
So just move along before the clock hits September!”
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The Guard Cat
“Cats, are everywhere, thank goodness!” Gun Roswell
The guard cat
The guard of a cat
The cat on a wall sat
Sat as pretty as a cat
Cat of a guard nature
Nature which causes some hatred
Hatred just because he hunts
Hunts to keep the pests away
Away as far as he can slay
Slay the rats and other types
Types which might harm cause
Cause of being too many
Many enough for the cat to hunt
Hunt as he only can
Can, because this yard is his land
Land he can only protect
Protect and then be rewarded
Rewarded by his hoomans
Hoomans to whom the cat works
Works to keep the safe
Safe, as he only can be
Be, the ultimate guard cat ever seen
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Seven Cats for Caturday (seven)
“There be cats here!” Gun Roswell
Seven Cats for Caturday
Nonchalant
I don’t care
If you sit there and stare
I don’t care
My time has no spare
I don’t care
I know I got the flare
I don’t care
For I am more important
Than anyone there
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Seven Cats for Caturday (six)
“There be cats here!” Gun Roswell
Seven Cats for Caturday
Hurry
I am in a hurry
I always worry and then
I am in a hurry
The world is big
So much to watch over
And I am running
As fast as I can
No time for patting
No time for purring
That’s why this image
Got so damned blurry!
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Seven Cats for Caturday (five)
“There be cats here!” Gun Roswell
Seven Cats for Caturday
Hideaway
I may be young
A little kitty
But hiding is fun
And you cannot find
Me under this hay
Much to your dismay
But if you are nice
I’ll bring you some mice
What?
Hooman don’t eat them?
What kind of a cat are you?
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Seven Cats for Caturday (four)
“There be cats here!” Gun Roswell
Seven Cats for Caturday
Pretty
Sitting pretty, singing this ditty
I may not be so witty
But call me cute or even beautiful
And around you I will purr
Giving it good and bountiful
I am the gorgeous one
Sitting pretty, like no one can
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Seven Cats for Caturday (three)
“There be cats here!” Gun Roswell
Seven Cats for Caturday
Camouflage
Now you see me
Now you don’t
I am completely
Disappearing from sight
I am the shadow
I am the whisper
Well, maybe just my whisker
Can you see
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