Alarm 6:00 AM
Toe beans tapping, tapping gently on my neck
Whiskers brushing, brushing softly on my cheek
Tongue scraping, scraping roughly on my nose
Stop, I say, stop it now, Leon, what the heck
Leave me, cat, leave me now, it is sleeping that I seek
Alright I say, moving now, I know how this goes
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I love the repetition in the first verse. Toe beans. How can anyone NOT love a poem that starts with toe beans. 🙂
I love this. And yes, I have experienced something similar.