My Sofa, and other stuff…by Rufuz

My sofa is also my bed,

I sleep there using pillows for my head,

But only when it is cool out,

For some reason I then find it comfy,

When it is hot, I sleep in with daddy,

Near the cold air machine to keep cool,

And he turns on the wind machine for me, he is no fool…

I like to go to work with dad,

Now that he is back to doing that again,

I know it upsets him, his stress on the rise,

But he says it is better for him to work,

He says when he is off he feels so much like a jerk…

My dad is NOT a jerk, he is my buddy and we play,

I nibble on his hand, but never do I try to hurt,

Oh you should see the costume daddy has for Halloween,

Don’t tell him I told you this, but he looks pretty good in a skirt,

But he needs to shave his legs; with all that hair, he looks like such a pervert…

         © ~ Rufuz (& ed) 9/30/04