For those of you waiting impatiently for Les Miserables next week, the Little One would like to offer up his latest poem, which he feels perfectly captures the spirit and meaning of the original novel:
One scratch more –
Another day, another lap moment
This endless road to nirvana –
This human who scratches my chin –
Surely she'll do it again!
One scratch more!
I was not scratched enough today –
will I be scratched enough tomorrow?
One scratch more!
Tomorrow she'll be typing away again –
And yet that does not scratch my chin!
One scratch more!
One more nap here on my own –
One more look of her not caring –
What a life I might have known,
I'll just walk into her lap!
She'll be sure to scratch me there!
One scratch more!
One scratch more – wait, where is my tuna?
I must nip this in the bud,
I must sink my little teeth in,
I must mark my point with blood!
Watch her run amuck,
watch her squawk and curse,
note how this results in hands in my fur!
One scratch more to my nirvana!
Tomorrow I'm certain has lots of scratches for me in store!
One scratch more!
One more scratch!
One scratch more!
Published on December 20, 2012 06:12