Cats sleep fat and walk thin
שיר מאת רוזלי מור (Rosalie Moore) פלוס המחשה מהבית
Catalogue
Cats sleep fat and walk thin.
Cats, when they sleep, slump;
When they walk, pull in –
And where the plump's been,
there's skin.
Cats walk thin.
Cats wait in a lump. Jump in a streak
. Cats, when they jump, are sleek
As a grape slipping its skin –
They have technique.
Oh, cats don't creak. They sneak.
Cats sleep fat.
They spread comfort beneath them
Like a good mat,
As if they picked the place
And then sat.
You walk around one
As if he were the City Hall after that.
שיר מאת רוזלי מור (Rosalie Moore) פלוס המחשה מהבית
Catalogue
Cats sleep fat and walk thin.
Cats, when they sleep, slump;
When they walk, pull in –
And where the plump's been,
there's skin.
Cats walk thin.
Cats wait in a lump. Jump in a streak
. Cats, when they jump, are sleek
As a grape slipping its skin –
They have technique.
Oh, cats don't creak. They sneak.
Cats sleep fat.
They spread comfort beneath them
Like a good mat,
As if they picked the place
And then sat.
You walk around one
As if he were the City Hall after that.