confession

~ Buddy Bear's Cats' World's Verse and Things ~

~ Confession ~

I've been named Poosie, and

I am spoiled

Throughly, thoroughly spoiled,

and I like it.

And don't let anyone tell you different.

I lie upon the softest cushions,

Under the downiest covers

And love every moment.

I get the cream off the top

of the milk every day

And special double think,

heavy on Sundays,

And I lap it up.

My owner is besotted.

She hugs and kisses me

And carries me around

with her all day,

And talks to me and I enjoy it.

I'm spoiled rotten, and, friends,

That's the life.

Whatever I want, I cry for,

Crab, lobster, caviare, fish roes, sardines, fillet,

white meat of chicken,

You name it, she's got it,

I get it.

I don't want to work, or hunt.

If ten snow-white mice were to saunter past my nose,

I wouldn't lift a paw.

And luxury loving.

Everything that comes my way I take,

And yell for more.

I'm spoiled useless.

I admit it.

And I adore it.

~ Paul Gallico ~

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"I here and I watches you but you no sees me because I hides behind my secret type hiding screen that no one can sees through but me."

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