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, Thus 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-eyed 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, As 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 gently 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!"
Ginny's world of Inspirations
© 2004 used with permission
Virginia(Ginny) Ellis
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