Sammy wanted her kitty breakfast,
But sadly, she had to wait.
What with turning the clocks back one hour,
I still managed to sleep too late.
Frigid rain comes pounding down,
You can barely see the river.
Luckily I have a cat and blanket,
Or all we could do is shiver.
Sammy is making biscuits,
On my fuzzy sweater.
On a chilly autumn weekend,
Things couldn’t get much better.
I wish I was a kitten,
Sitting on window sills.
Instead I’m a big, old Daddy,
Paying all the bills.
Sammy didn’t care for lunch today,
Thought something should be left out.
Corned beef, rye and dressing were ok,
But please forget the sauerkraut!
I have a little kitten,
Who sleeps with me at night.
But if I boop her with my toe,
She thinks it’s time to fight!
Sammy has been stalking me,
Being sneaky and oh so lurky.
Especially when I’m in the kitchen,
And cooking tonight’s turkey!
It’s the toughest time of the season,
And having to choose is pretty mean.
Then Sammy quietly suggested,
Football and baseball, split-screen!