Not My Style

Written by: julie preston

I'm cosy and warm curled up in my bed
 Don't think I will move for a while 
The wind is howling and it's lashing outside 
Getting cold and wets not my style

 I'll just turn over and close my eyes
 And catch a fews zzz while I can 
I have nothing important planned for today
 And it's not the weather to try for a tan

 I wonder how long before I'm disturbed
 By a barking dog or the slam if a door
 Maybe if I try and cover my ears
 It will drown out the sounds even more

 I can feel the heat from the radiator 
Penetrate the fur on my bed
 I love that my humans have spoilt me 
Oh, I'm a cat or hadn't I said