A Cat Named Beebs

Bebe is my name, my people call me Beebs

My fur is fluffy, orangey and white

There are times I eat some grass I don't always barf it up

But there are mostly other times I might

I rumble with my mom she doesn't like it much

She swipes at me and gives a great big hiss

But other times she loves on me and shows me that she cares

She licks my head and gives a little kiss

I love when our Miss Robbie's here

I've liked HER ever since I met her

I drop down and she strokes my fur

And rubs my tummy only if I let her

When the doorbell rings I run and hide

I burrow under the covers and pray

No tellin what evil is outside that door

That is coming to drag me away

Sometimes I like to chew plastic

It's weird but I have to eat it

And with it, just like that ole grass

I lovingly leave a gift on the carpet

I love my human people most

They look past all these feats

And everyday they give me love

And on Wednesdays, I get special treats!

All in all my life is good

At times its twisted and coiled

And actually I've got it made

Though I wouldn't say I'm spoiled.

So I think I'll stay right here and live

Yes, this is where I'll linger

Because my humans love me so

And they're wrapped around my finger