I’m going to need some butt band-aids,
Really need to get them now.
Wasn’t looking when I sat down and,
Sammy the cat cushion, shrieked “MAO!”
Christmas is still fairly far away,
Yet Sam and I are getting our jollies.
Even as Thanksgiving Dinner looms,
We are eating homemade tamales!
A wet, cold rainy Sunday,
Sammy fears she’ll catch the croup.
So we are snuggled down in bed,
Waiting on the crock-pot soup!
Sometimes I need the restroom,
And Sammy thinks I am mad at her.
She says I wouldn’t have to move,
If I simply got a catheter.
They say that I am crazy,
That it’s all inside my head.
But somehow, I sleep much better,
If there’s a fuzzy kitten in my bed.