Slugabed

Cold tea from last night still here by my bed
Last night a very long time ago now
I need to make black coffee for my head
But first must move my curled-up cat somehow

He seems to want to sleep permanently
One never shoos Freddie Noodles away
But if I pet him right he might agree
To take the plunge with me into this day

So I will offer kitty treats instead
And maybe a few aspirins for me
That coffee I spoke of followed by tea
For I have been too long a slugabed

Autumn afternoon at Studio Lance
The sun is not patient nor will it wait
A sunny Sunday finds us sleeping in
As earlier each day the hour grows late

Come cat! Let us leap up to join the dance
And let Sunday festivities begin!

+Steven Curtis Lance



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