December 13th 2011 9:10 am
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Twas the night before Catmas
And all through our Hut
CK was running around being a nut
Our dishes were stacked by the sink where we eat
In the hopes that Catmus angels would bring us a Treat
And I in my lovely soft mango fur
Was waiting for that magick hour to occur
While what to my tufted ears should I hear?
Was the sound of something that wasn't too clear
Could it be CK? No-he's out like a light
And it wasn't Smokie-he's sleeping alright.
The girlcats too, are dreaming sweet dreams
Of wee catnip mice and fluffy whipped cream
So, I gazed out the window and guess what I saw?
Yeah furs you guessed it, It was SANTA PAW!
He gazed back and me and we went nose to nose
A handsome big fellow, dragging a sack tied with bows
And he leapt right through the window, not making a sound
Leaping up high before coming to ground,
He winked and he grinned a Cheshere cat smile
As he waved his bushy tail and spoke for awhile
'Come Alex, come Boxie, come Tigger, my elves
Fly over from Rainbow and just be yourselves
I need my cat angels to bestow some joy
To every little feline while I give out toys
And make sure Queen T, you send butterflies
To bring warm summer days and sparkling fireflies
That leave trails of light magick as they gleam in the night
Ah yes, Natasha, you're doing it right-
Would you help Miss Mittens-lets leave a bite
Of chicken and turkey and of course trout!
Because good things to eat is what cats are about!"
And I watched them, stunned as I sat back on my hinds
And I never knew Santa Paws could be so kind!
And Hazel Lucy winked, as Buddie held her paw,
I knew, my furs it was strange what I saw
But I was surprised and startled with delight
To think that I saw Santa Paws on before Catmas night!
And I watched butterflies flutter, and treats and cat toys
Were put next to our plates-us girl cats and boys
And sparkly things flew through the air,
making me feel silly without a care
And then Santa Paws, that jolly feline
Presented me with a bottle of the best catnip wine
"Ah Ruffy, my poet, my old mango friend
You know the magick of this night it never ends
Store it in your heart, the good will and good cheer
Give it out to other kitties throughout the year
Purr for the kitties that don't have a home
For I'm always with them, they aren't alone
And remember, my friend, the magick of the season
You see, Fellow feline, there is always a reason
And you, Ruffy, remember what you saw!
For you know first hand the power of the Paw!
And with that, my furs, he raised his paw high
The Winged angel kitties rose up in the sky
And flew out the window with a blink and a purr
As if none of this had ever occured
But for a whisker that lay sparkling on the floor
No one would ever believ what I saw!
And Santa Paws nosed me and laughed in delight
That jolly old kitty was quite a sight!
He headbonked me and nosed my forehead again
And said 'Well, Ruffy, I'm off now, my friend!
Just remember, the magick of Catmas is here
For all of forever, the rest of the year!
And he leapt in the air and with a great purr
Said 'Merry Catmas Orange Ruffy-and to all of the Furs!
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we bow down to thee...... O'Ruff; poet laureate
ewe out did even yur self on this one buddy
if we could stand up with out fallin over on R fatness we wood
applaud ewe R friend
Well, Im much honored! I wish peace, prosperity, good things to eat, warm places to sleep, fun things to play with, and wonderous family to love to all here! And may the year ahead hold every good magick you could wish for!
WOW, best poem yet, but ALL ur poems are GREAT O.R.!~ U would make a pawsome LOVE GURU! or da Baboo kitty o' Love!~MOL! U rite grreat stuff's dood!~ Oh I hope I get head bonks 'n nosed on my forehead from Santy Paws!~
U r a true inspiration, thank U fur Ur pawsome werd's~! We enjoyed it furry mush!! Oh 'n U got DDP again? CONCATS 'n may all ur Dreams come true!
Head nudges 'n purrs,
MILO 'n MALLEE too
oh yea that is a great poem so magical and you provide such hope for the homeless furs we pray they an all have the kind of life our moma Ivey finally has.
thanks for writing such cheer.