Free Pussy Quiet

by Aadam
(Chicago)

Oh kitty, asleep on my hand,
So sorry to lose my lap-bed when I stand.

Forced to type using only my right,
Tingly, my left feels like it's night.

Though your feline dreams do not wonder,
My feet will soon join you in slumber.

Though a joy it is to feel you purr,
It will be soon I have to stir,
And ruin your warm, friendly bed,
To do something in less sleepy stead.