Cheeky Missy
Me, Me, Me...and Girl Time???!
I will, I will.
Um, When I Know, I\'ll Tell Who
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMCCDLXXVII)
Tell Monday to come back another frail
Day, cuz we\'re far too busy now for sense.
Rain\'s dear voice in the eaves likes defense,
And thunder rumbling ere we rose, t\'avail,
I guess they\'ll use my toothbrush to detail
The bathroom floor, the rug too much fr\'intents,
Yet would be quiet ere we rose, like, whence?
Our party Sunday night was all souls\' bail?
Have we all settled in, routines as twere
Established til caprice shall ne\'er more do
Up tricks to keep us on our toes in tour?
They\'re napping now as wont, where all we knew
Is like the years I maunt have back. Is\'t poor
I feel bereft? LORD, let us now seek You.
28Jul25a
No, definitely not.
Me Never Was A Grand Thing, Was I?
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMCCDLXXVIII)
Fried eggs and \"homestyle\" bacon for good scents,
Turns out the kittens WILL eat bacon hale
In grease and tasty goodness, that detail
Left unresolved til now. The sink from hence,
Yes, bathroom sink, so cozy, that room thence
Too lovely, fruit-topped yogurt \"cleaned\" t\'avail,
How Peter laps it on the toilet, frail
As porcelain thrones for less, secure fr\'intents.
And I am learning cats hide things in tour,
The ancient fact lost like my sundries too
Long now. Their tails no bell ropes as it were,
Is my head not lost in the clouds, the view
Complacent as I see at last? Bestir
In us to seek Thy face, LORD, all of You.
28Jul25b
Well?
Now, Would You Call That \"Girl Time\"?
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMCCDLXXIX)
Think I\'ll just rest ere third shift\'s cruel detail,
And Tigger joins me subtly, gently thence
So lightly like a feather, and from hence
She naps whilst I cannot. Oh, to avail
Me would be nice, yet sunny hours lack bail
For slumber. Neighbors have \"fun,\" noisy, whence
Guess all else are quite free and own defense,
The calm, sheer silence here ours \'lone to hail.
Craft smoothies of last weekend\'s spinach fer
Some closure; freeze the strawb\'rries I bought too;
And maybe next week we\'ll look at the poor
Half mangled ice cream bars. The yogurt to
Cream, lo, the smoothies a dessert, bestir
Plans later. LORD, redeem us, we wait You.
28Jul25c