Daily Archives: August 4, 2015

My Nighttime Pouncer

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My frolicking kitty likes to pounce in the night

As I lay still in my bed sound asleep

And in a pleasant dream.

She stalks and leaps up to my short height

Startling me with heart pounding fright

While scampering in and out of sight

Until she lands upon on my knees

 In playful and joyous glee.

All the while I try to ignore my tugging, frolicking kitty

As I still attempt to slumber ever so peacefully.

With keen eyes, She darts to the left and then to the right

Batting my fingers in raptured delight

And gnawing my toes as if they’re little squirming mice

As now I toss and turn ever so restlessly

Knowing that a good night’s sleep

Has eluded me.