Last night, while reading an article on criminally insane women, I was inspired to write a poem for my sister.
You’re strong and brave
And a bit insane
I wonder about you
Do you dream of daggers?
Or fluffy bunny tails?
You say you want to kill me,
But you never get it right.
I don’t think you mean it.
I love you and goodnight.
I hope she appreciates it while she tries to kill me by baking me overly salted cookies in the hope I might someday get high cholesterol.
Kitten Kittenly has a tee-shirt
My story, The Adventures of Kitten Kittenly, has it’s own tee-shirt:
Aww Car. That poem is so sweet. I hope she appreciates how much you love her.
Kitten Kittenly is soooo cute.
I hope so too. She may be too busy trying to paper-cut me to death to notice.
Ah, yes, your dear sister<b….
Awesome T-shirt, Car!!
Thanks. Maybe I’ll get a tee-shirt for my sister. She hates cats, but it’s better than trying to suffocate her with the air from a desk fan like she tried on me the other day.
Wow, Car, so your sister is real smart, eh???
Yeah, she’s as sharp as a butter knife and sly as a moth.