Those Aren’t Cats
Hey, look at that cat over there –
the one with the feathers for hair.
Green, yellow and black, and I heard him go “quack”
before he flew into the air.
There’s one over there by the street.
That’s her with the wobbly webbed feet,
and there right behind tag along in a line
her kittens, all chirping, “tweet tweet!”
And way overhead flying free
a feline formation I see.
It sure is a sight when those cats take to flight:
a flock of them shaped like a V.