A Poem: "The State that I am In"
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
Take this cat away, please--far
I hate it so much and one could see
That my entire apartment is coated with pee
It’s not my pee, that’s a good question,
For it’s the cat’s, just thought I should mention
Ebb of the wave, flow of the tide,
It’s to the vet for one last ride.
In 3 business days you’ll be nothing more,
Than garbage can filling such as an apple core.
Oh, the humanity, life isn’t fair
To take this poor cat, He’s not even aware,
The counter is moving, yet time is a slow-poke,
This cat’s become the longest dead-baby joke.
Who is Sebastian? Is Debbie alive?
Will a blogger adopt Oasis, will a savior arrive?
Is a potential employer out there for me?
Or should I go back to school for my Master’s Degree?
What’s my deal? There’s nothing wrong, you see!
I’m a genius of the highest order, as evidenced by my SAT!
I pray to Site Meter, what shall I do?
My actions revolve on what you tell me, tis true.
Will answers be given? Will my story be told?
Draw near your friends, bring them to the fold.
Sunrise, sunset--days pass, one thing becomes clear,
Stay tuned to this site, a payoff is near...