Oh, for woe, pain and dread
but there's a kitten on my head
she's been there since I woke up
she's staring into my coffee cup
how can I ever comb my hair
with a kitty-cat laying there?
I wish she'd find somewhere else to sit
with her on my head, my hat won't fit
she must be happy, I suspect
she wrapped her tail around my neck
this is really making me frown
she keeps pushing my glasses down
oh please, kitty, say good bye
with you there, I can't tie my tie
i wish this kitty-cat would stop
digging her claws into my mop
this stubborn cat i've tried to doff
but she shows no signs of coming off
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Hahahaha! What makes this so funny is that, knowing cats as I do, this could actually happen. And yet, while I've been commonly afflicted with COL (cat on lap), I've not yet suffered COH.
This was a truly enjoyable piece. Thanks so much for entering my contest!
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