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Ode to the Chiblet

 

A chiblet cat’s a special cat,

And my home is now her lair,

Her orange coat is magnificent,

She really is quite rare.

 

We play hide and seek and "tag, you’re it!",

She’s the smartest cat you’ll find,

She’s a master of escaping,

Really, just one-of-a-kind.

 

She knows when I am feeling sad,

And does her best to lend a hand,

She drives me up the wall sometimes,

But a better friend I’ve never had.

 

She looks at me with gimpy eyes,

And my heart begins to melt,

Because the love that’s unconditional,

Is the best I’ve ever felt.

 

So ode to thee, Fair Chiblet!

You’re always there for me,

And now that I've written this poem,

                                                  I’m totally that crazy cat lady.


Well, here's my completed poem. And what did I get? A coffee mug. That's because by the time we got there after work they had already done it. And had we known they would have done it right at 6, we would have gotten there sooner, but of course, all they said in the paper was 6-8, poetry contest, photo contest etc. But I had already counted on not winning, so it didn't bother me much, but mom was pretty pissed. And they did say only one other person had entered. -_- I don't know how many came after us though. But that's okay, because my mom got a Christmas present from Danny's respite giver and she passed it on to me cause I think it's the best thing ever. It's just awesome in so many ways. From the cheap plastic of the clock that doesn't match the resin and the weird naked people on the world. It's prominently featured on my entertainment center for that classy, trump-like decor my house needs more of.