Since October, I've tried to nap,
Can't slither around all the clap-trap,
First funny faces that scared me to scream,
Then the smell of turkey - was it all a dream?
December, tho, has been oh, so hard.
I've had to wear a red hat, and pose for a card,
Photos of me have been taken and took,
Got so mad I felled the tree in the hallway nook.
I've slapped at balls and cut my sweet feet,
Got scratched by the garlands on the mantle piece.
Miss Halloween and Christmas have had their say.
Sound the alarms, Miss January's on her way!