The Fat Cat

Once there was a cat,
Who was very very fat.
His eating schedule was easily understood,
Eat 24 hours of the day. And eat he would.
He did no exercises, for they made him tired.
So he sat on the couch, eating food before it expired.
The cat ate and ate, and ate some more.
He ate until he could no longer ignore.
He realized he could no longer see his feet,
And he realized that when he walked, the floor would creak.
He started to wonder how come he couldn't jump on the table.
Which he used to do, back when he was able.
His bulky size started to stick out to him like a sore thumb.
The cat then decided that the battle had begun!
For the next few months, he ate nothing put mice.
No pudding, no cake, no bread, and no rice.
No donuts, no candy, no cream made of ice.
No, he ate nothing but mice mice mice mice!
After awhile, the cat grew very thin.
He purred triumphantly-this battle he was to win!
He ran around the yard, ready to shed a few more pounds,
When he heard the most evil of evil sounds.
"Dingle dingle dingle!" went the ice cream truck,
The driver wasn't in it at that moment. Oh what luck!
The cat started towards it, but then stopped himself quick.
"How am I going to win if I go and make myself sick?!"
The cat turned around and began to walk back home.
"Oh my..what I'd give for an ice cream cone!"
"With chocolate and vanilla and candy on top!"
And with that, the cat ran towards the truck, not to be stopped.
The once skinny cat came out of that truck very slow.
For now, slow was the only speed he could go!
The cat waddled slowly off back to his house,
Wondering if he might be able to catch himself a mouse.
That night, the cat was laying on his bed,
When an interesting thought popped into his head.
"Maybe cats are meant to be lazy and fat!"
"Maybe I was just BORN to be like that!"
"If this is the case, then no more diet for me!"
"Bring on the pies and cakes! Oh, and maybe a cookie."