Stir Crazy
The weather is warmer and snow turns to rain,
outside for us freedom awaits,
no clearing a path down the driveway again
and no drifts piling up by the gate.
The cat ventures out with a wave of her tail
eight days of confinement now end,
I've tried everything to keep her entertained
but she's driven me right round the bend.
We played with some string and a white plastic ring
Catnip mouse and a ball of tinfoil,
tried to teach her pontoon she just sat on the cards
while my patience went right off the boil.
When one day I need to find some other pet
there is one thing for sure, and it's that
a Snow Leopard will be the creature I'll get
and not some young hard to please cat.
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