Need A Recharge At Your Barge?

The cat just plops down anywhere in our town. I have a good nap and fill the gap. I can recharge with ease. It is a breeze. You humans though, I just don't know.

Recharging you say,
Come what may.
Too much strife.
Need to recharge life.

Where does the plug go?
Do I want to know?
Do you keep it in your pocket,
Shoving it in the nearest socket?

Maybe new batteries are needed.
Energizer can be deeded.
Then you can beat the drum all day.
Who needs to slave away for pay?

Nope, you don't do that.
As seen by the cat.
Instead you run.
How is that fun?

Maybe you drink.
That helpful you think?
Smoke a little grass?
Talk to the singing bass?

Sleep the whole day?
Take in a play?
Go play in the street?
That might not end so neat.

Go for a drive?
Lucky to get out a live.
With the nuts on the road,
Could go into road rage mode.

Write a book?
Go stop a crook?
Give someone a look?
Some flings at your nook?

My, what you do.
So many things in view.
But hey, some have perks.
And whatever works.

The cat has chewed armpit hair.
So who am I to judge at my lair.
Recharge like the bunny,
And who cares if you look funny.

How do you recharge at your sea? Curl up like me? Hopefully you don't chew armpit hair. That would be nasty at every human lair. The cat will now go roll in the grass and shake his recharged little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.