Mischievousness
By Kathy Armijo
He runs wildly though the house
Can’t seem to find his mouse
He jumps in your chair
Only to be displaced
Then, snuggles on your chest
Engine running full tilt
Which is louder?
His purr or your snore?
Never a bore
Toby, the feline
On your chair loves to recline
No room for me
You could call it jealousy
Toooby!
You’re out of here
Leave Sasha alone
Else, we might get a puppy
Nah!
Be safe,
Karen
Love,
annie
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Georg
Adorable write.
Hope you're feeling better.
Love ya--RaeLynn
Peace, love, and light
Amber "V"
Love,
ET
well done.
John
Regis
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D *purring*
Enjoyed.
Allen
(((HUGS))), Karla.
Fee
love,
Susan