29 August 2011

spare the cat, spoil the sushi

I start.

One is smiling and sadogue, 
the other sabelline and sadistic,
though both of us move with saltigrade strides.
I succeed upon your sanctuary, and, 
though immediately addressed by your fearsome sangfroid and most savage scowl, 
I signal my simple simian self with

ahem

Though one orey-eyed glance at me, my movement musters a meow;
an end to the ominous overtones emanating obstreperously out of your oracular organs.


Felix, I forget. Are you fat or just fluffy?
Fabaceously formed,
I follow your feline figure with my fingers.

Placid as a pond,
though perhaps because ponderous,
you appear pacified by petting.
My presumption is proven by your paralalia:
a purr.

For this, your prize will be a poisson.


Surreptitiously, I surrender this sushi.
I am sorry for such slander,
though certainly this saginate
serves only to swell your stature,
a stuff of which you are not in small supply.
Us joined by my adjudication, 
my job is now adjourned.
I abjure from such jabberwock,
so as to be judged a juggins,
a jocko at your whim and merry,
NO MORE.
So it is that we part as enemies.

Jerk.

26 August 2011

Quote of the week

This one goes to R. Bacci again.

"I did not feel any earthquake, but indeed was very surprised to see all those cows, deers and bears on top of the trees."