The Inkwell

I was having a brilliant day,
till you told me to make my way
“Out you go!” you cheerfully chirped
And then I found, I’d been usurped

My favourite spot on the sofa/settee
had been taken by those darn budgies.
I was fine just watching, by window sill
and all was great – that was until

Great gloomy clouds they gathered ahead,
and I wanted in and off to my bed.
But birds they kept flying – and so you see
I’ve just got wet – as I waited for Tea.

And so I sit waiting, pawing at door
you wander why my face is as sad as before
My fur is all soggy – from the water in th’drain
Please don’t let me be caught out again!