It's half-past one,
The day half-gone,
I can't get done all the things I ought.
Again, the day seems much too short
It's half past one
The ham sandwich is gone
It's time to hit the subway train
An hour from now, I'll be home somehow
By train and by bus and my feet.
At my door Jupiter to greet me.
Some time to remove shirt, tie and shoes,
More time for me to lose.
Lord! Let me not fret if I take time to pet
He who waits for me, Berates me
For leaving him alone, without me.
Does he doubt me?
I told him I'd be "Back in a little while",
And although he'll never smile
It breaks my heart to leave him; It breaks my heart to grieve him;
It makes my day to scoop him up
To bury my face in his fur
The better to hear him purr
Cradled in my arms.
Let me take time to remind him
"I'm home again, to be with my pussy-cat companion".
"I'm home again, tubby, with my pussy-cat companion".
Because I've eaten lunch and put on weight
And now it's late
I'll get little done with what's left of the afternoon
My day escapes too soon.
Too soon it's gone.
And already it's half past one!