two cats i own were bathed today,
the larger male started to
sniff the female out,
started to hark a purr out
into a meow which sounded
too fierce, i had them on
the windowsill, each time he did
so i wetted his snout,
and cut him short from full exaggeration,
unlike brown-nosing expected
he gave up... she was frail and welcome
2 pounds' coin wide-eyed,
- you smell like she does, why are you parhing?
- i'm not a cobra about to spit venom, i'm a cat
- you're about to blind her eye with venom
  akin to a spider building a spiderweb for milky-eye...
- i'm harsh meowing,
- you're rhapsody in hark mad!
-  i smelt skunk.
- so you did, trot down the stairs.
- lazy society breeds philosophers / zoological up-keepers;
- lazy society breeds anything...
- cannibal's yawn being a mouthful...
- and a large mouth...
- two kept an earpiece to keep the slogan:
  the walls have ears... earned each a
  slammer and slogan a stiff door opening itch...
unlike well-oiled hinges:
for an aid... a slave woman named
didgeridoo had her humming ready to box box box
beat a heart among livers, supposing
each had a rhythm... it's hardly necessary
for your high-school friends to want you to fail...
but expect them to turn you into a necrophiliac...
just so there's a story for their grandchildren...
i'd ask to cage them for their partaking in
unresolved imagining of things... they wished
to have encountered...
rather than... a cold lamb sandwich.