My Kitties

My kitties are so white
You can see them at night
They run and play
When I want them to stay

I have trouble sleeping
When they do their creeping
I will put in ear plugs
As I don’t like to do drugs

If they weren’t so much fun
I’d say they were done
And if I gave them away
With who would I play

White are my kitties
They are itty bitties
They come to my call
Even since they were small
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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