Melly's Groove

Kibble. Feeding you cat. Kibble. Not too much or it gets too fat. Kibble. The kind she likes. Kibble. And still she bites. Off on the couch on Sunday night. Petting my kitty and she's feelin tight. Scratchin her ears and pettin her belly. She's a good girl so i named her Melly. Off on our own, no hope in sight. She's the only one that holds me tight. We sleep in bed and she cuddles close. She's the girl i love the most. I per her cheeks and rub her rump. And we both really hate that Donald Trump. She's melly. wicka wicka woo. On the telly. And when she's happy, she will snooze. No smelly. She's clean and a pretty bear.