I sit here reading collected stories from Richard Peck.
I like him.
I sit here wearing a yarn sweater that brings to mind a tabby cat.
maybe it's because It's a little itchy.
cats make me itch,
cats make me heave,
cats make my sinuses weep.
maybe it's because I think of Jennyanydots each time I don this sweater.
she's a tabby cat.
she's a gumbie cat.
maybe I'm a bit gumbie today,
that's what makes a gumbie cat.
But this sweater, I like it.
It pleases my eyes and warms my arms.
But it's a bit itchy.
I take it off
but then I get cold.
I put it back on,
and then I get itchy.
Oh, this dilemma,
the human plight.
I suppose I could always remove this tabby sweater and replace it with and un-itchy kind of sweater...
but that would mean standing up...