Days grow shorter, the nights grow long,
Howling winds are cold and bitter.
Grab a blanket, stoke the fire!
And curl up with a fuzzy critter.
Cold, dark and wet today,
I’m getting too old for this crap.
Thankfully rainy days and kittens
Will always make me nap!
Watching the sunrise from my balcony,
Six A.M. on a Saturday morning.
The world is fresh, alive and new,
While Sammy sleeps, still snoring.
A fuzzy little kitten,
Crawled into my bed.
I really wouldn’t notice,
But for her stepping on my head.
Admiral Ackbar was quite correct,
When he realized “It’s a trap!”
Sammy was helping me make the bed,
And we wound up taking a nap.
I have a little kitty,
Who sleeps both night and day.
The only time that she wakes up,
Is for breakfast and to play!
Walking among the daffodils,
Smelling the lovely flowers.
That’s what I was going to do,
But I have been in bed twelve hours!
Sammy is my kitten,
She sleeps both night and day.
And if I was a kitten,
I’d be just the same way!