Drumming

The beat
Is my anger
Or my worry
It's my playfulness
Or my boredom
And my tail
Willingfully
Drums to it

Hamster III

It's quite dumb but
I must admit
It looks juicy

There's a purr
I can't control
When I think of its tummy

Hamster II

It smells like wood
And poop
It sleeps all day

It has tiny hands
And growls
Everytime it sees me

Hamster

It's called a hamster
My two-legged's cousin
Brought it in
The other day

It lives in a cage
It gnaws at its bars
Then goes to sleep
In its little tree-house

Talking

There's the eow-ow
For welcomes
And the meeeow!
For complaints.
The roaaarrr!'s
For warnings
And the ah?
For question marks.