I'm Only Going To Be

My Eyes Widened At The Ball Of Orange Fluff Squeezing Out From Under The Counter, Blinking And Stretching. I Looked Again, Not Believing. “it’s A Cat,” I Said, Winning The Pulitzer Prize For Incredible Intellect.

And I’m Not Spying! I’m Evaluating!” “it’s The Same Difference!

I Want One Thing I Can Point To And Say, 'that Is Good, And It's A Part Of Me.'

Trent And Ellasbeth Did The Nasty? Ewwww!

Like The End Of A Picnic, All The Weenies Will Be Roasted.