Raph'

was a beautiful
Cat, Black
And he would
wake me every
morning to Pee
and look for his
lost Siamese Friend,
and perhaps to Wake
A Sleepyhead
He would meow
ever morn at
6:30 never fail.
But rage caught/found
me unaware again
and I threw him down
to the ground
breaking his back
Guilt and Fear
Had won
I was helpless
until I hit bottom
In my
Birthday
Suit
singing lustfully:
Mama Mia
Pappa Pia Que
Sadia around
my Land- This
raising and lowering
a bamboo
Pole.
I got to Alberta
and I smartly
pivoted turning right
and continuing
my March
Around this big
E-Village
when the
cop car pulled up
I stopped feeling,
the warm pavement
at my feet
Grabbed Hold,
Guess I took
the Wrong turn
in Albequeque
Duh'
O (like Homer)