Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray this cushy life to keep

I pray for toys that look like mice

and warm cushions soft and nice

For grocery bags where I can hide

Just like a tiger croucched inside

I pray for gourmet kitty snacks

and someone nice to scratch my back

For window sills all warm and bright

for shadows to explore by night

I pray Ill always stay real cool

and keep the secret feline rule

To never tell a human that

The world is really run by cats.