Cat Cuddles ----Or
He's curled up beside me
as cute as cute can be
but somehow he has got his claws
pressed firmly into my knee.
I think its just an ownership thing,
so I can't get away.
If he holds me in my place
I have no choice but to stay.
He looks so sweet and peaceful,
as long as I stay still
but I know I shouldn't move my leg
in case he decides to kill.
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2020
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