She is a little monster
The type that loves to death
With an intellectually chaotic purpose.


Such that, she grasps the world
Wrapped in her chain linked leash
Dragging behind her pale white paws.


She pulls the world across the stars
Bounce by zealous bounce
As she tears through space and time.


In an endless cosmic tail-wag
That plays soccer with planets
And chews on the comets and asteroids.


Tumbling, jumping, and fetching
Until the leash is not long enough
And she cries in a lust for freedom.

The ruffled black hole fur
******* in the dust and grass
As she struggled to break free.

She wants more to life,
She wants to see more,
She wants to experience the beyond.

The depths of space and time
Is not enough for her curiosity
For her boundless humorous

Only the ever expanding world
Before her small, muscular frame
And her brightly light face

Will do...