Biography

My name is [Zig].
When I was young I had a cat,
But he played with cars and he went splat.

Then I moved on to girls.
I loved their curves, I loved their curls.
Most thought I was a churl.

All but one.

So then the kids came on and on,
And time for self was all but gone.
But time with them can be fun:
They teach me not to run
So much, and stop to feel the sun.

One day soon I'll have naught
But me and all my thoughts.
Will they be the warm sort?