Dumping….
I close my eyes and my mind is swirling,
Thinking of all the turds I could be twirling
Shovel in hand scooping and bagging
Throughout the whole day,no room for lagging
Firm ones, Loose ones the sometimes cow’s pat
I hate the two latter coz they occasionally splat
Still a clean fresh tray-aah job done…
No, two have jumped in to squeeze out another one!
Then theirs hoovering of litter spilled
Exciting ways of which my day is filled
Don’t think me boring and my days are not dull
My cats are great company and my schedule’s always full.
Awake in the morning I jump out my bed…….
Ooh the joy,the joy at the familiar smell ahead
No cig first, no time for no brews
Must get started on all them there poohs!
) Hope you enjoy..