Drumming

The beat
Is my anger
Or my worry
It's my playfulness
Or my boredom
And my tail
Willingfully
Drums to it

Hamster III

It's quite dumb but
I must admit
It looks juicy

There's a purr
I can't control
When I think of its tummy

Hamster II

It smells like wood
And poop
It sleeps all day

It has tiny hands
And growls
Everytime it sees me

Hamster

It's called a hamster
My two-legged's cousin
Brought it in
The other day

It lives in a cage
It gnaws at its bars
Then goes to sleep
In its little tree-house

Talking

There's the eow-ow
For welcomes
And the meeeow!
For complaints.
The roaaarrr!'s
For warnings
And the ah?
For question marks.

work

they go to work
they say
and leave

and it seems like
they leave a lot more often
than they come back

ball of fur

I am a ball of fur
shut to the world around me
I won't move