I have a little kitten who,
When in the kitchen never cooks.
She simply loves to read and read,
Or she’s just sleeping on my books.
There is a time to sleep,
And there’s a time to play.
But Sammy thinks I should,
Adjust my time her way!
If I had the energy of my kitty,
I could power all of New York City.
No electric bills, no tricks, no traps,
Except for the 18 hours when I take my naps.
Sammy is on constant watch,
Making birds fly in fearful recoil.
She perches upon the top of my chair,
My fierce, furry, feline gargoyle.
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.
Sammy is my kitten,
She’s furry and she’s cute.
And if you do not like her,
I’ll have to throw you oot!
Sammy asked me if I was sure,
But in life there are no guarantees.
Had it, tried it and it was good,
That pizza made with mac and cheese.
Sammy and Daddy,
Lying in the sun.
On the very last day,
Of my vacation.
The weather is unpredictable in Spring,
It may be rainy or it may be sunny.
But one thing that never changes is,
Sammy wants to catch that bunny!