Crinkled Cellophane
As Jack Frost feathers the outside windowpane,
my silly kitty tries to scratch through the ice.
Although the glass looks like crinkled cellophane,
stop wasting your time silly kitty; be nice.
Let's snuggle together and watch the frost form
my bed under a blanket that's soft and warm.
Mom said it is okay if you sleep with me,
but make sure you use your litter box to pee.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2019
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