Sorry Bells
What wonders within my garbage pile
What garbage piles within my wonder
A rainbow splattered across the something
A bow of rain, a pillar of cats
Cats are just overgrown
Trying to scrape the sky of cotton
Scrape it, scrape, scrape away
A tiny taste of leaf in my eye
“Ouchie?!.” was my reply
“Yes” said he, wiping his tears, tipping his hat
I have fallen from high because of a cat
“Watch my dreams of you on the ceiling”
Dalmatians dream devoid of spots
I wonder if they cough in monotone
Just like my grandfather
Or a pocket full of beanie dots
No it’s done
1
0
0