Feline RDP Sunday: Feline Bail


Sleep has got me in its grip
So bail me out with a gentle nip
I have so many things to do
And when I sleep I forget what’s due
I must wash my face and paws
Not forgetting whiskers and jaws
And then I have to eat my food
The problem is I feel so subdued
Now it’s time to shake my tail
Movement must be, I am not in a jail
Being a feline life is one stress
I should do more, but do less and less
I smell the scent of tuna fish
Time to move to eat from my dish
And then a visit to the recycling tray
Another task to find a way
Life is hard, I really could weep
but I am back on my chair and sinking in sleep

Feline RDP Sunday: Feline Bail