Mother Of Cats

 Everyone knows that I'm the Cat Queen
The whole princess shit ain't my scene
In paws we trust is the motto I go by
In case you didn't know, this is part 2 of my poem, In Paws We Trust
If you don't love cats, you're not my kind of guy
Loving cats is a must

As a cat sitter
All the cats I care for are never bitter
I'm also known as the Mother of Cats
All the kitties come to me for lots of pats
Black cats don't mean bad luck
They never judge me for not wanting to have a giant dump truck
My furbaby Donnie is so cute
He's Count Doncula when he wears his vampire suit
Got another cat-sitting booking, I gotta shoot

This poem isn't really about Game of Thrones
I ain't Daenerys Targaryen who turns the town into dust and bones
This ain't about dragons, this is about the Mother of Cats chilling with the Stark sisters called Arya & Sansa
Such pretty kitties, they're mentioned in this stanza
Always addicted to Thrive
They live close to me, I don't need to drive

I know a Birman called Ozzy
He loves to sit with me and study
His meows are so deep, and he purrs so loud
He's so fluffy, he reminds me of the cloud
Just like Donnie, he has a sweet tooth
Always wanting a Krispy Kreme doughnut, ain't that the truth

I know a warrior called Lulah
A sweet senior cat that knows that I'm the cat whisperer
Reminds me of the cats I've seen in Sliema
A famous town that has a cat statue in Malta

Has my heart stolen by Tara the little sphinx
"Eww hairless cats" Your comment stinks
She's a sweet little kitten who is warm as a heating pad
Leaving her on her own makes me sad

I know another black cat name, Soucek
He is named after a footballer who is Czech
Just like Donnie, he's so sweet and gentle
He has an enemy that is a Bengal

Meow, I'm the Mother of Cats
I'm glad that I ain't known as Mother of Brats