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Feline impediments to a Sunday nap

A poem.

Feline impediments to a Sunday nap

Two cats recline upon my chest;

One looketh east, one looketh west.

One points the end that looketh south

Toward the end where ith my mouth.

When one cat stirs, the other growls;

The first one hisses through his jowls.

I try again to close my eyes

And hope they reach a compromise.

Instead, the two begin to circle

To better make my surface workle.

They treat me as (this makes me sore)

Floor model in a mattress store.

These two, I note, we treat as brothers

And as for cats, we have had others;

But male or female, expensive or free,

All seem to lie on top of me. 鈥 Con Chapman

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