Momo

By Vaishali Neotia

Lip smacking Asian cuisine

That’s what comes to mind

Who would’ve thought it to mean That adorable cat of mine

He is undoubtedly edible

The cutest little cat ever

With eyes that expand incredible To them you’d never say never

Catwalking, tail in the air

Tails me like my tail

And No tale do I spare

When I’m busy telling his tale

Sniffs this, that and everything Whatever his nose can find

Give him something full of bling It completely blows his mind

Chasing, biting, pouncing, eating. Whenever left to his devices And whenever he’s not sleeping My explorer crams into crevices

My scaredycat hates baths and lime But a stickler for cleanliness he is Licks himself happy all the time As no soap and foam could please

You should see him take a dump But he has privacy issues

Sits in his tub as still as a lump Then licks of - no need for tissues

If ever a cat could be embarrassed Its my momo when he craps In the act he hates being harassed Then covers up leaving no maps

I give him clean water in a bowl But he loves tap water in a mug Take it away and he’ll scowl Leave it and get your feet a hug

He lazes,sleeps but waits all day To greet me when I get home

Mews and without a moments delay Trots to the fridge shaking his cute dome

After he’s fed he’ll want some scratching My tired hands delight at this honour Their motion and his purrs soon matching Off to cloud nine, he’s a goner

A little bite emerges from the snores He’s telling me he’s had enough Now I’m free to get to my chores While on the carpet he’ll sit and fluff

Rolls left,right and paws the air

Blissfully sleeps while I prepare for bed Stopping now and then to stand and stare Till I haveto go kiss his head

Annoyed he opens his eyes a slit Stares at my lovesick expression One tiny kiss he doesn’t mind a bit But 2 more and he’s a ball of aggression

He scratches, bites, kicks and claws Till I leave him alone and go to bed After a bit I’ll feel tiny little paws

And into my arm he snuggles his head

I want to hold onto it real tight

This feeling of peace, love and harmony And as the stars come out at night We fall fast asleep, momo and me

By Vaishali Neotia