Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray this cushy life to keep.
I pray for toys that look like mice,
And sofa cushions, soft and nice.
I pray for gourmet kitty snacks,
And someone nice to scratch my back,
For windowsills all warm and bright,
For shadows to explore at night.
I pray I'll always stay real cool
And keep the secret feline rule
To NEVER tell a human that
The world is really ruled by CATS!
~ Author Unknown
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from my window perch
it flaps it's wings
sometimes it hops and chirps and sings
before my eyes
behind this glass
i sit on the sill
and can't harass
but only twitch my tail and dream
of catching one of those
a recurring theme
my wishful poem by a cat...:)