Sammy seems a bit confused,
With a puzzled look upon her face.
You see, I laid down on the couch,
Not on my recliner so I am out of place.
I want to be like Sammy,
In each and every way.
I’ve tried, but cannot seem to sleep,
All the night and all the day.
My son is sleeping on the couch,
Sammy is napping in my chair.
Guess I’ll go right back to bed,
That sounds supremely fair.
Wishing I was fishing,
Although I never really have.
But relaxing underneath a tree,
Would give my soul some salve.
Winter is upon us,
From that you cannot hide.
But I stay warm all through the night,
With a sleeping kitten by my side.
Saturday morning, eight AM,
With multiple chores from which to pick,
Sammy snuggles up and starts to purr,
Now it’s 11AM, stupid Jedi Cat Trick.
The nights are growing colder,
And the windows I should close.
But I’m never going to do it,
When there’s a kitten on my toes.
Sammy has been zooming around all evening,
Whatever the chase remains a mystery.
Now she’s crashed because she needs,
A nap more than any cat in history.