not finished

Playing and experimenting with drawings for each stanza of "Cat Naps are Too Good for Cats" by Ogden Nash, here the 2nd

Bolt upright at my desk I sit,
My elbows digging into it,
My chin into my hands doth fit,
My careful fingers screen my eyes,
And all my work before me lies,
Which leads inquisitive passer-bys
Who glance my way and see me nod,
To think me wide awake, if odd.

this unfinished but what I have so far, not happy with the face.