Pumpkin orange, sweet, and round.
No sweeter sugar can be found;
No pie is quite as comforting.
It's a sweetie cat Pumpkin pie.
Big white paws, and smelly breath,
An angel with a kiss of death;
He kneeds with sharp claws full of love.
A painful kitten Pumpkin hug.
It's 3 am and so he cries.
The quiet night he does defy;
It always time to pet the cat.
The loudest kitty Pumpkin brat.
The kitchen is a mystery.
Unconquered Kitty territory;
And when the door should open up:
It is Pumpkin prowling time.
Even a pumpkin that's not all smooth,
An aching heart it still can soothe.
The lumps and bumps are character.
The pushy Pumpkin sir.
I've never met a cat so sweet.
Has nothing more than love to bring;
He has a full and open heart.
My baby Pumpkin tart.
A little fat, orange, and cute.
A noisy, feisty lad to boot,
I wouldn't trade him for the world.
My precious Pumpkin pearl.
Pumpkin orange, sweet, and round.
No sweeter sugar can be found;
No pie is quite as comforting.
It's a kitty Pumpkin cat.
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Poems
ПоэзияJust a bunch of random, unrelated poems, most of them will probably be funny or moody, I love a good laugh but I get a little philosophical. I wrote most of these poems in school, and all of them will be my own work. All rights reserved.
