Christmas morn was dawning,
Thought I heard Santa Claus.
My mind was just confusing things,
What I felt were Sammy’s claws.
Holiday traditions are a thing of joy,
Family, friends and love give me the jollies.
However this Christmas leaves me a bit sad,
For I have no homemade tamales!
I’m in my recliner,
With a cat on my lap.
Now is the time,
For a Pre-Christmas nap.
I was having a Merry Christmas,
Singing all the carols I know.
Until my rotten brother had me
Listen to “Strawberry Snow!”
She kneads me like a lump of dough,
To halt her is quite the silly faux pas.
For ne’er would I ever wish to experience
A Christmas without Sammy’s claws…
My Birthday is on Christmas,
That’s quite a double-whammy!
But I don’t need any fancy gifts,
Just want to snuggle with my Sammy.
Christmas is still fairly far away,
Yet Sam and I are getting our jollies.
Even as Thanksgiving Dinner looms,
We are eating homemade tamales!
My sister sent my kitten two catnip toys.
And Sammy came charging like a tamarao.
Her eyes were wide, her whiskers twitching,
Meaning “I need those, give them to me now!”