Nothing to Do (a Poem)
by Carol K
(Ontario, Canada)
I woke up this morning
with nothing to do.
I looked at the cat
and he said, "me too!"
Together we walked
'round my tiny place
looking for tasks
at a leisurely pace.
And then he said gruffly
"look at this chair,
a nice place to rest
but it's covered in hair!"
Look at this sink
there's a dish or two,
surely these things
give you something to do?"
So, I got out the vacuum
the soap and a rag.
Meanwhile, the cat
hid his head in a bag!
I finished the chair
and the dishes were done.
The cat disappeared
to lie in the sun.
I thought to myself
"well, my work is all done,
I might just as well
join the cat in the sun."
