MAH STEPS BUT DOEZ NOT
DETR MAH MISHUN.
I WHIRL THRU TEH YARD
SCATTERIN SLEEP
FRUM RED LEAVEZ.
PERCHD ON WIREZ AS BLACK
AS THEIR PRYIN EYEZ, CROWS SCOLD
ME BUT I DON’T MIND.
JUMP. ADRENALIN RUSH. BITS
OV FLUFF PUFF THRU CHILLD NOVEMBR
AIR. I CHER MAH OWN SUCCES.
LATR, CURLD ON TEH COUCH,
KARMA TAKEZ ITZ TOLL.
STUMUK LURCHEZ AN ROLLS
MAH SICK SMELLS OV SKWERL.
3 comments:
it actually scares me just a little that I understand this poem!!
haha -- nice job. I really like the part about the leaves and the ending. karma takez itz toll!
(and how funny! my word verification thingie says "pounc!")
Naice. And hi. And hi, kitty.
Oh wow! This is great. My mighty hunter lost his prey this morning - I wouldn't let him bring the mouse in from the garage. Last I saw the mouse was scurrying away. So karma didn't have to get my baby. Sorry it got yours. I love the poem.
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