There my human likes to sit,
That’s not the way to keep fit.
He is comfy in our chair,
Time to get him out of there.
I will jump onto his lap,
Take my tail and give him slap.
That will make him get up quick,
Then the table he will kick.
That makes him hop all around,
Good exercise, I have found.
Then he steps on my blue ball,
Which makes him flip, scream and fall.
Then he stops, I don’t know why,
He just sits and gives big sigh.
© 2020 Steve McLeod.