Today thanks to the cat you will now know what not to eat at your mat. For I will tell you about each thing at my sea that has been tried by me.
Whether hungry or not,
The cat is hot to trot.
For he has to try it all.
That goes for anything at my hall.
The cat recently tried gum,
Spit it out like it was rum.
Then I had to lick my bum,
For that just made me glum.
Although rubber is so yummy,
Yet it upsets my tummy.
When I eat that,
It comes back up on the mat.
String of all kinds is great too,
Although it can keep me from going to the loo.
So Pat yells at me for that,
And keeps it hidden from the cat.
Flowers taste great,
In my tummy is their fate.
As well as bugs,
That hide under rugs.
But that you knew,
As we already had such a view.
Did you know the cat eats muffins too?
I steal them with berries so blue.
Up on the counter at that other place,
There is even bread to stuff my face.
Cords is more of a Miss Priss thing,
So I can't give those a ring.
Although toilet paper is the best,
You can use it to eat and make a nest.
Nails and tacks the cat eats too,
Stupid it is true.
But I just have to put them in my mouth,
Pat makes me spit them out so they don't head south.
Paperclips as well,
Plus all toys at our cell.
I chew the tails off first,
Then go quench my thirst.
Paper is also yummy,
I could easily unwrap a mummy.
Wooden corners taste nice,
Although splinters can splice.
Might hurt your tongue,
Or pop your lung.
So who needs food,
From that Pat dude?
For I can eat anything I please,
Although nails are probably worse than fleas.
Yes, the cat even puts sharp things in his mouth some days when he finds them in his gaze. So Pat has to be on his toes so I don't cause my own stomach woes. As bad as a dog you say? At least I don't sniff a butt every second of the day. I still very much like bass. I just have such a vast taste for everything that comes out my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.