One of us is really old
Crotchety and demanding
Forgets she’s had her dinner
And yells like she’s panhandling.
Friends of every stripe despair
Wishing her voice was sweeter
But it’s no good complaining
’cause no one’s going to beat her!
We grumble to ourselves
And fill her bowl again
She’ll do exactly what she wants
Our dear old feline friend.
by Kim Davis