The Second Splodge

I eat a lot of a lot.
Like spaghetti hoops from a pot.
Or curry that is a bit too hot.
Just anything my humans have got.

Doesn’t matter if it’s mine or not,
I can squeeze into any slot,
And grab with my paws, I’ll give it a shot,
I will use my teeth, I’ll swing and swat!

My digestive system always pulls through,
Literally. It pulls through the poo.
But feed me normal cat food?
You’ll wish that was something you didn’t do.

Come downstairs! I need the loo!
What have I dragged my big paws through?
Someone’s left something foul, I wonder who?
What a vile sensory experience to be exposed to.

Why has this happened? All I had was jelly!
What is it in cat food that has this effect on my belly?
My paws and therefore the house is now smelly.
Do NOT trust the cat food advertised on the telly.



“Splish splash, I deserved a bath. They’re not so bad when my claws are bone-deep in Tall.”