I once had an inanimate pet just for my Mom and me;

I called him Mickey Chickpea.

He never got old and died; you see.

He wasn’t really a fun pet;

But, he never had to see a vet;

And he never got annoyed if he got wet.

He didn’t receive love and didn’t give love to anyone;

He wasn’t really a very good son;

Kitties are really so much more fun.

He didn’t cuddle, and he didn’t purr;

He didn’t have any soft fur;

We didn’t have any adventures.

We never really communicated;

He never grew up and dated;

He didn’t make me very elated.

He wasn’t very energetic;

Not at all was he athletic;

In fact, he was a bit pathetic.

He never gave kisses or hugs;

He didn’t have fun chasing bugs;

He didn’t lick my coffee mugs.

He never, ever ate anything;

He never inspired me to sing;

He never made me feel as happy as if I had wings.

He never liked to run and play;

He never had much to say;

He was pretty dull in every way.

That’s why I appreciate my cats;

Though, they are a little bit bats;

At least, they keep away the mice and rats.

I love my kitties so very much;

They are so very soft to touch;

But, I wish that we all could jump rope double dutch!