Scratch my head and itch my belly,
My injured finger stopped swelling!
Somebody turned on the TV; its too loud!
I scramble into my blanket-like shroud,
Hoping not to be found.
But alas, the gig's up.
I scramble like a clumsy pup.
"You skipped chores." Mom nags.
I frown as my siblings brag,
About how they went out.
But I shan't pout!
Because at least I get to stay up later.
So I shout: "I'd much rather be a cougar than a gator!"