Thursday, February 18, 2010

Box

Take a nap to rest your eyes,

Wake up early task to despise,

Long drive ahead leave at sunrise,

Alarm clock set time to retire,

A box of cardboard the cat's desire,

Oh I rub my paws it makes noise,

Scratch my face and play with toys,

Here she comes my buddy and pal,

Sit next to me sit for a while,

I lick your neck you lick mine too,

Oops made you mad nothing I could do,

Oh hey look out that's my master's face,

Don't jump there it's not a race,

Look what you did you silly kitty,

Cut that lip and nose what a pity,

Hey come back he didn't seem to notice,

I think you're in the clear he's lost focus,

He'll wake up and wonder what the hell happened,

Perhaps a ninja or Nazi combatant,

He'll go to the hospital and try to explain,

Strange looks and gestures they'll think he's insane,

Monkeys from space they launched an attack,

Armed with toothpicks to poke and whack,

Or maybe I was assaulted by a bear,

Carried off in it's beak back to it's lair,

My bear has a beak and nasty claws of steel,

He ripped off my nose for his aromatic meal,

Sir I've heard enough it's obvious to see,

You cut yourself and are playing games with me,

Leave at once or I'll go upside your head,

Madness exists in all that I've said,

Or is it madness to be alive but dead

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