Most mornings, memories fill my mind,
That smiling face, voice, scent, that twerk.
Thoughts lead me to close my eyes and smile,
Until I remember I am quite late for work.
Taking a nap after dinner,
Is a feeling quite sublime.
Sammy and I were snoozing so well,
That we slept past our own bedtime!
Like isn’t like the funny papers,
Put that thought out of your head.
Sammy does not like lasagna,
But she licked my garlic bread.
Sammy, Sammy on my knee,
Why’d you sink your claws in me?
Did you think I was a tree?
Please jump off and set me free!
Not really sure how old she is,
And you never ask a woman her age.
Sammy has lived with me for ten years,
Longest relationship I’ve had at this stage.
Got some fuzzy slippers,
For my chilly little toes.
Wish I had another,
For my very frigid nose.
In bed is where I wish to be,
Where nobody can get to me.
Under blankets, safe from strife,
And avoiding my unwanted life.
Happy birthday to me,
Born in a pine tree.
I look just like Santa,
Glad you remembered me.