There once was a cat,

so tiny as a mitten,

he was called a kitten.

When brought to his new home with me,

he would cling to my knee,

or climb a fake ficus tree.

When I laid down,

I slept with a frown,

so on top of my head he became my hat!

 

My, what a funny looking hat,

he did make,

and curled up like some crazy looking snake.

When he too fell asleep,

he didn’t let out a peep,

not even one little meep.

As I awoke,

I thought I felt a poke,

but it was only, on my nose, a light paw touching pat.