MIXED BAGGAGE

[MajestyJo]

When God created kitty cats,
He had no Recipe;
He knew He wanted
Something sweet,
As sweet as sweet could be.

He started out with sugar,
Adding just a trace of spice;
Then stirred in drops of
Morning dew,
To keep them fresh and nice

He thought cats should be soft to pet,
So He gave them coats of fur;
So they could show they were content,
He taught them how to purr.

He made for them long tails
To wave,
While strutting down the walk;
Then trained them in meow-ology,
So they could do cat-talk.

He made them into acrobats,
And gave them grace and poise;
Their wide-eyes curiosity,
He took from little boys.

He put whiskers on their faces,
Gave them tiny ears for caps;
Then shaped their little bodies,
To snugly fit on laps.

He gave them eyes as big as saucers,
To look into man's soul;
Then set a tolerance for mankind,
Their purpose and their goal.

Benevolent...and...Generous,
He made so many of them;
Then charged, with fatherly concern,
The human race to love them.

When one jumped up upon His lap,
God gentle stroked its head;
The cat gave Him a kitty kiss,
"What wondrous love," God! ! Said.

God smiled at His accomplishment,
So pleased with His creation;
And said, with pride, as He sat back,
"At last...I've reached purr-fection!"

Unknown Author