Half an hour until the alarm goes off,
Could the situation become any sadder?
I was quite blissfully sound asleep,
Until Sammy pounced upon my bladder.
No one really loves me,
Should’a learned that soona.
Perhaps my kitten loves me!
Or she’s just using me for tuna…
I really need to get a massage,
It’s only the funding that I lack.
However I feel so stiff and sore,
Wonder if Sammy would walk on my back…
Sammy and I were snuggling,
And what do you suppose?
When I skritch her under the chin,
Her ears tickle my nose!
The critics say that I repeat myself,
Writing insufferably about my cat.
Well, I’m no student of literature so,
I’ll let the professors write about that.