Cats' Xmas Carols
by Laura Gilbreath, San Diego, California, USA
Contents:
- Dashing through the house,
- And jumping high and low,
- We chase a catnip mouse,
- As fast as we can go.
- The mouse is old and worn,
- And we bit off its tail,
- What fun to rip the stuffing out,
- And leave a catnip trail!
- Chorus:
- Oh, cat toy bells, cat toy bells,
- Ringing loud and clear.
- Oh, what fun, to play and pounce,
- When Christmas time is here!
- I found a fuzzy ball,
- That jingled when it bounced,
- I rolled it down the hall,
- And when it stopped I pounced.
- The ball stayed where it lay,
- I'd tired it out at last,
- And then it tried to get away,
- But I was much too fast!
- Chorus:
- Oh, cat toy bells, cat toy bells,
- Ringing loud and clear.
- Oh, what fun, to play and pounce,
- When Christmas time is here!
- On the twelfth day of Christmas my human gave to me...
- 12 cans of tuna
- 11 furry cat toys
- 10 shiny ribbons
- 9 cat dancers
- 8 bowls of cream
- 7 goldfish swimming
- 6 litter boxes
- five ... catnip ... mice
- 4 scratching posts
- 3 cat treats
- 2 cozy beds
- and a deluxe model new cat tree
- Wreck the halls and steal the ribbons,
- Fa la la la la, la la la la.
- Christmas time's such fun for kittens,
- Fa la la la la, la la la la.
- We like to help you with the wrapping,
- Fa la la la la, la la la la.
- No fair do it when we're napping,
- Fa la la la la, la la la la.
- So many gifts beneath the tree,
- Fa la la la la, la la la la.
- Is there a present just for me,
- Fa la la la la, la la la la.
- Rip the wrap to sneak a peek,
- Fa la la la la, la la la la.
- Is it the fuzzy toy I seek,
- Fa la la la la, la la la la.
- On the twelfth day of Christmas my kitten gave to me...
- 12 minutes purring
- 11 broken knick-knacks
- 10 well-chewed ribbons
- 9 furry hairballs
- 8 midnight frolics
- 7 soggy cat toys
- 6 piles of cat poop
- five ... headless ... mice
- 4 shredded chairs
- 3 feathers
- 2 vet bills
- and a toppled over Christmas tree
- Silent mouse, little gray mouse,
- How you creep, round my house.
- Don't you know you're a play thing to me,
- Don't you know I'm your enemy.
- Better get out while you can,
- Better get out while you can.
- Silent mouse, little gray mouse,
- Still you creep, round my house,
- I'm so tired of your squeaking,
- Tired of hearing folks shrieking,
- This will be your last warning,
- Better get out while you can.
- Silent mouse, little gray mouse,
- All is calm, round my house.
- From your hole you silently crept,
- From the shadows I silently leapt.
- I can sleep in peace,
- I can sleep in peace.
Editor's note:
- If you want to comment on these poems, why not write direct to
Laura Gilbreath?
- She will be pleased to hear from you!
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