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December 12, 2011

Quartus

Filed under: Meow,poetry — Petros @ 10:56 am


Our fourth-born kitten is Quartus.  I wrote this diddy because of his tendency to bite (to the tune of “What a friend we have in Jesus”):

What a friend we have in Quartus
Rubs his fur against our leg
All he wants is just some Qibble
Yes for that he’ll sqratch and beg.

Are you worqing on a thesis?
Quartus comes and bites our nose.
He won’t stop until he gets some,
If you feed him then he goes.

This is a rhyme in the style of Fezzick

One day Quartus left a little present,
Made the house smell not so pleasant.
Andrew protested he was innocent,
Quartus made his little deposit,
It was smelly like a piece of violet.
It’s aroma filled the room where we sit.

Leah lies longingly lullabying,
As she sits not silently singing
She visits our house and eats girl food.
And stares at the desk where Quartus pooed.

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