We were thrilled when Spitty wrote us a poem!
Its pure Poe-etry!
And so cool!
Without further ado, here it is:
Once upon a Sunday bleary
While we suffered, sore and weary,
Through a first half that was dreary,
Forty-Niner fans felt teary;
Of a comeback they had nearly
Lost all hope, so sad, my Dearie,
But those Ravens, they got leery
Of a force that did not merely
Give up so soon and in fact nearly
Stopped those Birds from being cheery!
Alas, the Ravens had some steel at their core
And the Niners had to face it - they'd prevail . . . nevermore.
We just loved this poem! Spitty, you are so talented and artistic! We never could have done so well. And our mom? Pfsst! Oh, please!
Thanks so much! You made our day! We just had to share your cleverness with our other kitty furriends.