You're looking at me like I'm suppose to care
Whether your hair is braided
or free to hang 'round your shoulders
As if my opinion of that dress
would make you change your mind
You change often enough for my liking
You should know by now....
It only matters to me,
that you return in a few days
To refill my food dish with
something tantalizing and grand
Make sure my water has not
grown stale and tasteless
And leave the bed covers
exactly as they have been
You know how i detest
having to remake my sleepy spot
Yes, yes you are running late
Don't trip on your way to the car
The last thing I need to do
is take care of you
Not that I'd mind
keeping you warm
Or having you stuck
on the couch with only me to pet
Hrmm...
Maybe you should run to the car
In those thinly made three inch heels
And be so worried you forget to watch your step
What?