Saturday, December 25, 2010
On The Morning of Christmas
My wonderful friend Sharon wrote this splendid poem.
The red you see in our beloved Cinderella Snow's eyes is the real thing.
This is normal for the white Bengals.
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Please enjoy! ~ Blessings from RubyNorma *o*
Comments = Dear Doc Ruby and SKB (1999), a truly adorable poem. Thanks for sending it to me via your enjoyable blog. I love Norma's Ark because you aren't afraid to tackle most any topic with intelligence and humor. A Reader in Alaska
On the morning of Christmas, all through the house
The cat toys were scattered--even a fur mouse.
There were balls to be stepped on, stuffed toys to be squished,
That we'd never found that kitty stocking was something we wished!
They had opened the gift bags, pretty wrappings they'd torn,
They'd even hidden some presents, our patience was worn!
Then they jumped on the counter, nibbled the ham,
Helped themselves to the eggnog and ran through the yams.
Then they climbed up the tree and unstrung the lights,
Destroyed the Christmas angel, you never saw such a sight!
But still I exclaimed, picking up this and that,
It wouldn't be Christmas if we weren't owned by cats!!
SKB (1999)
The red you see in our beloved Cinderella Snow's eyes is the real thing. This is normal for the white Bengals.
All material on this blog is copyrighted.
Please enjoy! ~ Blessings from RubyNorma *o*
Comments = Dear Doc Ruby and SKB (1999), a truly adorable poem. Thanks for sending it to me via your enjoyable blog. I love Norma's Ark because you aren't afraid to tackle most any topic with intelligence and humor. A Reader in Alaska
On the morning of Christmas, all through the house
The cat toys were scattered--even a fur mouse.
There were balls to be stepped on, stuffed toys to be squished,
That we'd never found that kitty stocking was something we wished!
They had opened the gift bags, pretty wrappings they'd torn,
They'd even hidden some presents, our patience was worn!
Then they jumped on the counter, nibbled the ham,
Helped themselves to the eggnog and ran through the yams.
Then they climbed up the tree and unstrung the lights,
Destroyed the Christmas angel, you never saw such a sight!
But still I exclaimed, picking up this and that,
It wouldn't be Christmas if we weren't owned by cats!!
SKB (1999)
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Dear Doc Ruby and SKB (1999),
a truly adorable poem. Thanks for sending it to me via your enjoyable blog. I love Norma's Ark because you aren't afraid to tackle most any topic with intelligence and humor.
A Reader in Alaska
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a truly adorable poem. Thanks for sending it to me via your enjoyable blog. I love Norma's Ark because you aren't afraid to tackle most any topic with intelligence and humor.
A Reader in Alaska
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