Kitty, Kitty

If I could write a poem

It would be about our dear, departed cat.

But I'm no good at rhyming

And she is no longer here for me to pat.

If I could write a poem,

It would be about our kitty.

With her big green eyes,

She was so extremely pretty.

If I could write a poem,

I would talk about her fur,

Soft and silky,

It was so nice to pet her.

If I could write a poem,

It would be about her slow life of ease.

How she would come when you whistled,

And meowed at your every sneeze.

 If I could write a poem,

It would be about our dear, departed cat.

But I'm no good at rhyming

And there is not much more to say about that.