The cat
Sat on the chair
I realised
He was there
The chair
Is meant for me
My backside's
Getting sore
I'm sitting on
The floor
How can he look so heavy?
How can I be so lazy?
Too lazy to get up
And oust the cheeky pup.
He's curled up in a ball
Eyes closed in contentment
I'm not comfortable at all
And seething with resentment
'Ho ho you little bugger!',
I chuckle as he snores
'At least I have got hands
Instead of silly paws'.
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