Discontented Cat
Why can't I play with shiny balls
And climb that Christmas Tree
Why bring a tree into the house
Then say it's not for me
Why can't I help with wrapping paper
I love to play with twine
Oh please, I only want to help
While you sit and sip your wine
I love to smell your kitchen odours
Turkey, pork and ham by the ton
That cooking drives me up the wall
But then I act the sneaky one
That's when you kick me out the door
You really spoil my fun, and that's for sure
Copyright © Vera Duggan | Year Posted 2016
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