scribbled dreams

Grey cat

Oh the little cat
Curled up asleep
But oh what's that
Nevermind I'll just sleep

Oh the little cat
Out of all the places
I'm sitting in a muddy pot
If you ask me I'm quite at home myself

Now you may think why
I don't like water
It's simple it's cold and wet
That's why I don't bother

I like to think I'm content
But that's a lie
My actions prove so
As my heart longs to fly

My owner worries for nothing
I'll be just fine
Just as I'm inside the house
Afterall I'm a smart kitty.