Simple in its design,
Yet simplicity sublime!
Filled on the inside, filled with dark,
Were there windows in the ark?
The light outside reflected back
Attempting to slip in through a little crack
But no crack is there to be found
In this square, so very, very unround
In this house made of pulp and scraps
The cat lies down, curls and wraps
His legs into positions impossible
As a box for him
Is a house, a home so desirable!
Categories:
unround, cat, light, sleep,
Form: Rhyme