Figgy sits on a branch of a spruce tree. He is looking off in the distance.

Off his leash
Da Figgy run
He kwoss da stweet
He fink it fun

Da mama chase
He clime da twee
He look awound
At all to see

Da mama call
But he ignor
He wach da birds
He clime up mor

Wif likky toob
Da mama bwibe
And twiks da Figgy
Bak inside

#CheddarPoetry #SillyFIggy #BadFiggy

Figgy sits tall in the cat tree, looking all innocent.

Figgy, he runned kwoss da stweet
And dat be bery bad
Den Figgy get in trubble
And he get all bery sad

Later on, wen it be dark
He runned outside da dor
Mama chased and skooped him up
His badness be no mor

#CheddarPoetry #BadFiggy #HeNotUnderstandWhyHeBad #HeFinkItAllAGame

Figgy sits in the cat tree. His mouth is wide open as he yawns, making it looks like he's gleefully shouting.

Dis be Figgy, he be bad
He woked us up, maked Chewy mad
He maked lots noyz and ran about
He chased da Chewy, maked her shout

It be dark, not time for play
But in da bed, da Fig not stay
I not joyn in, lots good I be
I has da mama all to me

#CheddarPoetry #BadFiggy #MamaCuddles

Figgy sits beside a cedar tree, as the sun shines down on him. In the background, there is snow. Figgy has his nose to the leaves of the tree, smelling it.

Figgy be all nakey
After hopping out da dor
He go running all awound
Da mama, he ignor

He stops to smelly all da smells
He stiks his noz in twee
Den da mama skoop him up
Da Figgy no mor fwee

#CheddarPoetry #SillyFiggy #BadFiggy #IMaybeHoppedOutTooButINotBad #ILissensToMama

Figgy has big eyes and an innocent, happy expression. The leaves of the tree and a higher branch are in the background, and he is facing forward as his mama attempts to scoop him with her hand.

Out in fwont, in puppy's yard
Da Figgy climed da twee
I go tell da mama fast,
Dat not shud ware he be!

Figgy sings a song of joy
He dos not understand
He gonna get in trubble
As he's skooped by mama's hand

#CheddarPoetry #SillyFiggy #BadFiggy #IHasMaybeClimedDatTwee #StillNoFIn