When Mammy gets sick

[pomes]

When Mammy gets sick, I don't see her much
We rely on feeding to keep us in touch
And Daddy tries hard, but he's just not the same -
Which is good, because he doesn't know that I'm tame.

When Mammy gets sick, I can do what I like;
Daddy tries to clean house but it puts up a fight,
Because I am a dismantling imp of a child
And I react to neglect by becoming quite wild.

When Mammy gets sick, Daddy lies on the floor,
And he hides in the hallway and peeps through the door,
And he lets me climb over him, which I just adore,
But I think I prefer Mammy not-sick much more.