Distractions

It’s very hard to concentrate
When you sit and purr at me.
That pleading meow, those staring eyes…
Why can’t you let me be?

It’s not that I’m just staff, you know
Though I answer every whim,
Play with you now? Yes, of course!
I’m just your jungle gym

The way you trample over me
And swat my moving toes
It was much calmer before you came.
But I’ll survive, I ‘spose.

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