Kiss me?
Oh Yes, I Hit Panera First
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCX)
Home just ere sevn, with Tigger to 'non fence
My passage, Peter likewise, which detail?
They run ahead and know what I'll avail
Me of, by half. Were they asleep 'fore? Hence
Excited now, they 'gin to run about fr'intents,
Bounce off the walls whileas I work to scale
On dishes, stopping to check on the trail
To fresh food and fresh water, in defense.
I am so very tired, but we in tour
Need breakfast, in a timely fashion too.
Yet when, as he's not up yet? French toast fer
Its ease, with breakfast hash, egg mixtyure to
Effect 'non scrambled in't, bacon piled as twere
On top, and we are set. LORD, I thank You.
07Aug15a
So, yeah. [turns out he did NOT pass.]
I'll Catch aka Life On the Flip Side
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCXI)
French toast on Ciabatta slices, frail
As dinner plates for breakfast, he sez thence
The loaded plate is sev'ral meals. (Good sense
Was never my forte.) Let that detail
Sit til the afternoon, and I'd avail
Me of the mac-n-cheese with salad hence
For supper but he'll pass now fr'intents;
Tis late and bedtime, half a nap my bail.
So apple cinn'mon Kringle wafts scents fer
Good taste whileas I work, faux flan mine to
Dispense with, where chopped salad was as twere
A treat, the mac-n-cheese sans aught to do
It up in style. Oh crazy days! Is't poor
I'm upside-down? LORD, save me please, won't You?
07Aug25b
Guess I must have signed up for it, quite literally.
Who's Up For An Adventure, Is It?
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCXII)
I guess they're "feral kittens," running thence
From contact, learning lately that detail
Of petting is okay. How Peter'd trail
Behind his sister, now half drawing hence
Quite close, and purring, though I maunt fr'intents
Touch him, or else he'll run. Now they avail
Them of my bed for night, or he shall, frail
As her upon the winter blankets hence.
They will meow at lo, the bathroom door
If he's not up, and play with aught I do,
As I'd invited them to do. She likes in tour
To nestle with me when I nap, join too
My breakfast, on my lap. I guess what's poor
Is I ne'er knew. Oh LORD, how we praise You.
07Aug25c
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Author:
Chic George (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: August 14th, 2025 09:13
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