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Feline impediments to a Sunday nap

A poem.

December 12, 2013

Feline impediments to a Sunday nap Ìý

Two cats recline upon my chest; Ìý

One looketh east, one looketh west. Ìý

In Trump’s second term, financial gain has become a defining feature

One points the end that looketh south

Toward the end where ith my mouth. Ìý

When one cat stirs, the other growls;

The first one hisses through his jowls.

I try again to close my eyes Ìý

‘The Book of Birds’ illustrates a world of wonder

And hope they reach a compromise.

Instead, the two begin to circle Ìý

To better make my surface workle. Ìý

They treat me as (this makes me sore) Ìý

Floor model in a mattress store. Ìý

These two, I note, we treat as brothers

And as for cats, we have had others; Ìý

But male or female, expensive or free, Ìý

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