When I was born you didn’t have a prayer,
As soon as I opened my eyes I had an ice-cold stare.1
Yet, whenever people saw me, they would all be smitten.
Have you ever met a person that didn’t love a kitten?2
As the days went on, I learned the ways of the wise,
I could sneak up on ya, and catch you by surprise.3
With agility, reflexes, and feline sight,
You know I’ll be coming for you during the night.4
I know what you’re thinking, what’s the danger in that?
Well, let me tell you something about this cat.5
I don’t hiss and spit and scratch uselessly away,
On no… I send bullets flying your way.6
So to all you dogs, mice and rats in this race,
There’s something I want to say right to your face.7
I have nine lives and you only have one,
Beware Mother Fuckers…I’m A Kitten With A Gun!!!
Author notes
I wrote this poem specifically for you wishing-star123!!! As soon as I saw the avatar on your profile with that little kitten holding a sniper rifle, I was immediately inspired to write this just for you! Feel free to plagiarize it all you want. And Mad Mad props on that picture...I smile every time I look at it.
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Comments
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LOL!!! This is sooo cute. I have a twelve week old Himalayan kitten that I finally named Karif, but he was going to be named Sniper because that crazy cat would ambush your feet out of nowhere. You described my kitten's purr-sonality purr-fectly. I'm sure wishing-star123's avatar is not the only kitten with nine lives and tons of spunk.
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Aw! I love this poem! I'm going to post it onto my profile with your username! Thanks so much for writing it!!!
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