'Lil Tux

(Hey. I hope everyone is doing great. I'm sorry if I don’t respond to comments sometimes. I'm bad about that for some reason. But I thought I'd post something light today. My daughter and I agreed to write poems about our cats... I just got a male cat who is used to being outside, and I feel really guilty because I haven't been able to afford to get him fixed yet. My daughter jokes about him a lot. But this is about him...)

I have a cat named Lil Tux
His particular breed is tuxedo.
He goes outside and happily fucks
Any female he runs into.

He's really a rather vocal thing
And always seems to cry
And whine at the top of his lungs
Though I'm really not sure why.

He's got an insatiable appetite
And eats an endless amount.
Meowing loudly for more than I can afford,
I've given him more cans than I can count.

And though he's a creature I adore,
He's really a lil whore,
My sweet baby Lil Tux.
There he goes again out the door
To be a lil slut and score
His many lil fucks!