When God created kitty cats,
He knew He wanted something sweet,
As sweet as sweet could be.
He started out with sugar,
Adding just a trace of spice;
in drops of morning dew,
To keep them fresh and nice.
He thought cats should be soft to pet,
Thus he gave them coats of
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
Then trained them in meow-ology,
So they could do cat-talk.
He made them into acrobats,
And gave them grace and poise;
He took from little boys.
He put whiskers on their faces,
Gave them tiny ears for caps;
shaped their little bodies,
To snugly fit on laps.
He gave them eyes as big as saucers,
To look into man's soul;
a tolerance for mankind,
As their purpose and their goal.
Benevolent ... and ... Generous,
He made so many of them;
with fatherly concern,
The human race to love them.
When one jumped up upon His lap,
God gently stroked its head;
gave Him a kitty kiss,
"What wondrous love," God said.
God smiled at His accomplishment,
So pleased with His creation;
said, with pride, as He sat back,
"At last. . .I've reached purr-fection!"
Ginny's world of Inspirations
© 2004 used with permission