I got a box in the mail
Just the other day
Scissors revealed the contents
The rest was thrown away.
Just as I thought it was finished
That it was all said and done.
A loud whiny meow from behind me came
And cat and box become one.
When he first started to climb
Into the box so small
I had to stand and laugh at him
He couldn’t fit at all.
But then the cat gave me look
And though no words were said
He communicated that he would fit
And the box would be his new bed.
I watched his bones begin to melt
He impossibly liquefied
And as the cat scrunched himself in
I laugh until I cried.
The moral of the story
Before this poem, I quit
In cat-dom it’s entirely true
If a cat fits, it sits.
So cleverly written. I loved this.
Thanks. I wish I had video to accompany it. 🤣