The king sized bed is soft and deep.
I sleep right in the center groove,
My human being can hardly move.
I've trapped her legs, she's tucked in tight,
And here is where I pass the night.
No one disturbs me or dares intrude,
Till morning comes and "I want food!"
I sneak up slowly and begin,
To nibble on my human's chin.
For the morning's here, and it's time to play...
I always seem to get my way.
So thank you Lord for giving me,
This human person that I see.
The one who hugs me and holds me tight,
And shares her bed with me at night.
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