by Patricia Parker

Created on: December 09, 2008

I sleep, I eat, I sleep some more

I'm always watchful at the door

There isn't anything I miss

Except my empty cat food dish

I like my tuna rare, not seared

Fresh water for my palate cleared

A piece of burger is always nice

I'm an indoor cat, I don't do mice

When spring rains bring the summer heat

The AC vent is where we'll meet

If it is cold both in or out

The heating vent, without a doubt!

Their bed is comfy, soft and warm

I know I'll never come to harm

If I can snuggle 'neath the spread

Ah life! This cat is happy and well fed

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