Captive Audience

I have captive audience,
my Dad is on the pot.
I will get me lots of pets;	
I'm Johnny-on-the-spot.

I will make him rub my ears
and then scratch my behind.
He's so busy with his thing,
I know he will not mind.

It takes him a long, long time
to do his business there.
He won't pay attention to
being covered with pet hair.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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