Pumpkin the Kitten

The sun, the moon, the fish and stars
The flowers, trees, the birds and cars,
The sea, the rain, even the sand –
I like almost everything – – –
It’s cats I can’t stand!
Why?
Because one second they’re nice,
And the next they bite
(Well, Mom said they might) – – –
Mom said that hating is silly and bad.
“It will only make you bitter and sad
And though you do not have to love every kitten,
You should not hold a grudge because once you got bitten” – – –

A few days later, Dad came home with this box,
That was rattling and rambling and didn’t have locks.
And when I opened the lid – guess what I saw…
I was so excited, my heart quickly beating…
Of course:
It was a wee baby itsy-bitsy teeny-tiny kitten! – – –
“Let’s name it,” Dad said, “before Mommy gets back!”
And I shouted out: “Pumpkin, ’cause it’s orange and black!”