Food cupboard

Food cupboard

How I cannot open you anon?

You mock me with no handles

For my paws to fit upon

I stare at you endlessly,

Longing for treats

Yet my psychic cat powers

Render nothing for eats!

I glare at my hooman

Yet nothing is stirred

They ignore my cat pleas

And rather pet at my furs

“You’re so cute; What is that?

Are you staring at bugs?”

No, daft hooman,

You need access my grubs!

Instead I am hoisted

And ‘whooshed’ through the air

The food cupboard now mocks me

Hence ruining my demure

GIVE ME NOMS! GIVE ME TREATS!

…….Or I will have you unhinged!

You stupid vile food cupboard

I shall seek my revenge