Porky Pin

She's just too fat

Porky pin, porky pin, porky puddy tat

Ate so much, she got really fat

Went on a diet, but her will eroded

Then one day, poor porky exploded

She found her way to heaven, but God did tell

Ain't got enough to feed ya--you'll have to go to hell!

Author's Note

My late brother, Bob, wrote this poem about the family cat.

Reviews

[SweetNutmeg]

A lasting memorial for both your brother and his poor cat. I hope they didn't both end up in same place. ;)

[Samuel Dickens]

Thanks. I was a bit surprised when Bob, after years of hating cats, started liking them. Always, he had a great sense of humor and loved a good laugh. He also did a bit of art and was a much better guitar player than me.

[Sue]

That is so cool, made me laugh :)

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you, Sue. My little brother, Bob, thanks you, too.

[Catlen]

This was wonderful. Really funny, though I felt sorry for the cat. I adore fat cats, it shouldn't have gone to hell. :((((

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you. My brother had a great sense of humor. I sure do miss him.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A very cute and endearing piece really, good read.

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you, Thomas.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Your welcome.

[Angi]

That was one fat cat! Cute poem and cute puddy tat. Angi~

[Samuel Dickens]

Thanks, Angi. Bob's daughter, Rachael, came by to visit today and recited this poem, so I had to write it down. Bob did a bit of writing and drawing, too, but mostly he was a very fine guitar player.

[SyberRose]

Well Bob did a great job Samuel..a really cute poem and I loved the photo too...thanks for posting...Rose:)

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you, Rose. Bob thanks you, too.

[SyberRose]

You are welcome