Time Out

Gray kitten dashing past so fast
stay,  sit here please awhile
Hey! You’re making a colander of my chest
lay down in my lap and style!

That paper crane is not the enemy
cat get a grip and nap
bat the moth, yes that’s your joy
‘atta boy! Give it a slap!

Got no grip on that glass tabletop
hot, hot tootsies smokein’ wild
it’snot Sebring or La Mans 
lotta temper here Ma’s not MILD!

Sleep oh pretty one and dream
Bo Peep that wee chassis please stop!
Creep off fur-muffin and rest,
leap no more or Mommy will drop!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Onclaud Avatar
July 26, 2011 at 8:32 AM
i can imagine all the fun fuzz happening here, debs... a uniquely scribed artwork.. thanks for joining my " hutain" contest; so remarkable! :) huggs, nette
Johnson Avatar
July 25, 2011 at 9:15 PM
Oh these cute, frustrating felines. Our only respite is that they nap so much. Mine has chosen my leather chair as his scratching post despite the fact that I have provided him well with his own. Cute poem Debbie. thank you for your comments. I am having trouble answering my emails. I have to slide in sideways and backwards to get to the site. Love, Joyce
Richards Avatar
July 25, 2011 at 7:43 PM
How can I not smile reading this delight? Makes me want a new kitten, just for pure entertainment! :) (Sure beats Summer TV shows!! )
Peranteau Avatar
July 25, 2011 at 7:07 PM
*smiles* Cute Debbie ! Have a wonderful week dear poet ! Much love, james
Ross Jr. Avatar
July 25, 2011 at 6:43 PM
Terrific fun, good write........with Love..........Old Jack
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