Whines, gripes 'bout how Rough
Like a Proud Mary day it's been. And then got stuck
In traffic on the way to her human vet.
Me thinks Tommy needs a purr or twelve---
So, being the fantastic feline I certainly am
I go up to Tommy--the cleaner of my bid'ness box
I get close and then a whiff of Tommy-
Reaches my nose: French fried onions rings
Tommy's day ain't that bad if she can smell like onion rings,
Hence:
My 'boo to the hoo" you look!
Humans!
