Well, either the cat can still reach Rosemary, the cat is shredding whatever’s down at the bottom of the well, or the well is shredding the cat. It’s all well and good.
Back to the well,
What the hell?
What is found there is never good,
Wishes don’t turn out as they should.
Rosemary followed the path,
Only to find a blood-bath.
The source of such mayhem is yet unknown,
To blame the cat might be over-blown.
We suspect evil lurks down there,
They should be wary of grief and despair.
What all of this has to do with a cat,
Remains to be seen, and that is that.
Until the picture becomes more clear,
I’ll kick back and sip a beer.
Well, either the cat can still reach Rosemary, the cat is shredding whatever’s down at the bottom of the well, or the well is shredding the cat. It’s all well and good.
Back to the well,
What the hell?
What is found there is never good,
Wishes don’t turn out as they should.
Rosemary followed the path,
Only to find a blood-bath.
The source of such mayhem is yet unknown,
To blame the cat might be over-blown.
We suspect evil lurks down there,
They should be wary of grief and despair.
What all of this has to do with a cat,
Remains to be seen, and that is that.
Until the picture becomes more clear,
I’ll kick back and sip a beer.
My poems are sad,
My rhymes are bad
But yours makes me glad
😀 That is so good! 😀
You make my day,
With what you say.
This stuff is kinda fun,
Back to work, gotta run!