PAPERWORK SHUFFLE
The cat’s atop the table,
He thinks it is now his bed…
We thought he’d make a paper nest
But he pushed them off instead.
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Six month’s accumulation
Pushed off in a couple of nights…
And now the rug is littered
With things once lost from sight.
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Our cat is avoiding the flooring
That was treated to kill the fleas…
He takes the furniture high road
And runs when he can’t for his needs.
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Our Bible on the table
We moved when he slipped…
Smooth leather was not able
To provide his paws much grip.
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A paper avalanche caught him
In a vortex heading down….
Perhaps that’s why he no more trusts
Those papers laying around!
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The table-sized ironing board wobbles,
To sound off he’s on there…
But lately he sleeps behind it
Protected in his lair.
—Jonathan Caswell
sweet good job
By: Ron DuBour on August 23, 2012
at 1:57 pm