Buster, Sparkle, Newbie, Speedy
and afterward there's Pixie our littlest kitty,
One, two, three and four and five,
they're so spirited, so alive.
Shimmer is my main,
14 years of age thus much fun.
Murmurs and cuddles on my shoulder,
she's getting moderate and to some degree more established.
She yowls for water from the sink,
I turn it on, for her to drink.
Quick is my number two,
glad and attractive, I let you know!
He skips like a little horse,
what's more, guess what? That is no baloney.
He watches the others from above,
what's more, some of the time gives a little push.
Novice is my number three,
rotund, full as one can be.
Continually cleaning, continually licking,
he attempts to run yet his paws continue staying.
He continues looking for a hand,
to scratch under his neckline band.
Buster is my number four,
continually eating, to an ever increasing extent.
Wants to nibble on loads of munchies,
Delicate Vittles and some crunchies.
Asking, arguing, day and evenings.
"Give me crunchies, or I'll chomp!"
Pixie is my number five,
She bounces, turns over, takes a jump.
Up my back, onto my shoulder,
trusting I would get and hold her.
At that point she bounces to get a fly,
She's four months old, my darling.
Buster, Sparkle, Newbie, Speedy,
also, there's Pixie our littlest kitty.
Five, four, three and two and one,
I love my kitty felines, they're so much fun.
