That's how cats roll
As I was checking Facebook
Reading of friends North and South
I saw a kitty pass me
With toilet paper in her mouth.
It wasn't just a small strand
Streaming pieces of the whole;
Carried firmly in her mouth
Was captured an entire roll.
Her hunt had been successful
The toilet paper was quite dead
She's really quite impressive
Hunting something bigger than her head.
Her stance spoke of confidence
She was obviously proud;
That much self-satisfaction
Just really shouldn't be allowed.
It should be taken from her
But she'd surely get depressed;
And what would I do with it
It's utterly completely messed.
I'll pick up pieces later
When kitty's completely done
When prey is shredded, finished
When she's had all her feline fun.