In Memory of Steak 'ems: Part 2, by jwhwz Subscribe to rss feed for jwhwz

She likes to play with ribbons and string;
She likes it when the weather is nice in the spring.
If Mommy is sad; she has a cure;
When she starts to purr; as Mommy pets her soft fur.
Steak'ems is cute when she sleeps on her face; she can sleep
almost any place!
I miss her so very much;
A big part of my heart; she did touch.

She stays very clean;
She preens her coat day and night;
And it helps when Mommy brushes;
Her fur black and white.
She loves to eat her vegetarian food;
She begs for treats,
But it's cute, not rude.


Stay-Kums, Stay-Kums, I love a kitty named Stay-Kums;
Stay-Kums, Stay-Kums, I love a kitty named Stay-Kums;
Stay-Kums, Stay-Kums, she's one of the sweetest kitties I
know.
Posted: 2011-11-08 15:07:32 UTC

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