Ode to Clouds, Kittens and Cake

As I sit back in a comfortable chair

I let my mind wander, in the chair

I daydream of clouds in the sky

I daydream of clouds way up high

As I sit back in that imprinted chair

I let my mind ponder, Sit and stare

Clouds mean rain, rain means refreshment

Rain also means torrential drenching

The heavens opening up and saturating

The earth below and everything on her

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As I continue to sit, restlessly in the chair

I let my mind wander, ponder, in the chair

I daydream of kittens down by my feet

I daydream of kittens sitting so sweet

For a time, they are cute, cuddly and charming

Before they start miaowing wildly, so disarming

Then come the claws and the ripping of flesh

All fur, big eyes and a psychopathic love of inflicting pain

Take your fish and get out of the house, feline!

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As I still sit, a little clawed and ripped up in my chair

I ponder, as I still there, dishevelled in my comfy chair

I daydream of cake, because cake is sweet and cake is love

I daydream of fluffy sponge, chocolate icing, carbs are love

Cake brings me joy, neverending joy, my belly feels full

Cake is the one true good, nothing could taint it

Unless

It's cake that has been laced with a diuretic or laxatives

Then the effects of cake are less joyful, there's less positives

Cake laced with poison, is worse still

For instead of sitting with a belly so full, or pissing or pooing until I'm empty

I'd be lying in a coffin, ready for the fires to consume and cook me til I'm ashes and no more

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Author's Notes: Well, if you wanna know the story behind this weirdness, take a look at Heather Hubler's latest, excellent, gut-punch of emotion piece, ruination, link below and look at the comments section. A call to arms was given for a poem about clouds, kittens and cake...

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