Cheeky Missy
Smashed Ice Cream Bars and Microwaved Meals
We do, most thankfully.
At Least We\'ve Water and A Microwave
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCXXXV)
Home and to bed by three, alarms sans bail
Go off an hour, is\'t? after??? Morning hence
Sees no range working, nor hot water. Whence?
While e\'en my aunt would make tea to avail
In lo, the microwave, I\'d never hail
It as an option, til he presses thence
And I is\'t yield? Oh! scramble eggs for sense
With cheese, reheat the hash, yet tea\'s sans bail.
How Barry\'s steams without aught flavour, her
Fine method bunk as ever I\'d thought through
The years. A cold showr\'s recommended fer
Yer health, and since I stink, guess that must do.
Brioche toast for good taste, this Summer\'s tour
Is full of ill. LORD, give me grace won\'t You?
15Aug25a
That\'s why...?
[He DID Say He Must Tease Me]
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCXXXVI)
He thinks that Tigger moaned and mourned fr\'intents
Whilst I was off at werk, e\'en gath\'ring frail
As what? the catnip mice as if t\'avail
They were her kittens, he sez, in from thence
A pile, that Peter kinda humped her, whence
What, eh?! And all I\'ve seen was that detail
Of catnip mouse as Peter\'s toy and bail
For bouncing \'round ere I rose, like what hence?
I served our microwaved meal late in tour,
Left stymied for the second day of two
Where my routine is messed up and in poor
\'Scuse all hangs in suspense like I maunt do
Aught til it\'s back in order. They\'d bestir
To nap by then. Thy mercies, LORD, renew.
15Aug25b
[smashed ice cream bars: \"Life\'s uncertain--eat dessert first!\"]
Serve Ice Cream Bars Once Home
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCXXXVII)
To Woodman\'s late again, there\'s that detail
Of a huge bucket of Kemp\'s ice cream hence
(But we must pass for lack of space) and thence
The single serving yogurts to avail
Us--pomegranate Chobani, Dole to scale
Boxed apple juice, chopped salads for intents,
Fresh strawb\'rries too, all in reduced, til whence?
Come, we\'ll have fun with these, as if we\'ve bail.
Twixt traffic, road construction and in poor
\'Scuse this late time, gas prices too high too,
Guess I\'ll not sleep much ere my shift in tour.
Panera twice until tonight, I do
Not have the time. Lie down with one hour fer
A nap, Thy mercies, LORD, all. I thank You.
15Aug25c
I\'ve no better excuse.
I DID Mention I\'m a Girl
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMCDXXXVIII)
Did I toss remnants of paté which thence
Were left from Thursday\'s vet run, Tigger\'d hail
Them in the drain and munch these to avail
Whilst I am putting \'way the groc\'ries, hence
Both in the sinks and on the stove like whence
Is not a question. And shall I, sans bail,
Craft smoothies \'fore I leave for werk?! Detail
Bananas, soy drink, grapes likeas defense.
Frozn strawb\'rries to chill it, and\'s crafted; we\'re
Set for tonight. Did I tell Cynthya to
Look up and actor, she is smitten fer
A spell, thinks he is married with kids too;
But he is not, just cute. Which part is poor?
That I care two bits? LORD, I wait on You.
15Aug25d
[I wear knee-high luxury boots everywhere. I\'m a fashion plate.]
Yes, Bits of Tissue ALL Over
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCXXXIX)
How Tigger\'d waylay me where I\'d avail
Me of time on my bed to put from thence
My socks and boots on, she for aught intents
Trying to persuade me not to leave. Sweet bail.
Where I persist for groc\'ry shopping, frail
As turning down her pleas, she jumps from hence
Up on my shoulders to her basket, whence
We sadly part as I go down the trail.
Hot water and the gas restored in tour
By early ev\'ning, oh, I\'m thankful too!
What of the tissue toe piece for in poor
\'Scuse my tall boots once off? They chased, tore too
The thing to pieces \'hind my back. Bestir
Fun watching them, and LORD, how best praise You?
15Aug25e