My literal brain didn’t understand
why the chicken crossed the road
until I was nearly middle-aged.
It never occurred to me that
“the other side” was code for death.
I still don’t get why
you can’t have your cake and eat it too.
Possessing a cake is literally
step one in eating it.
So forgive me when I hear,
“You really screwed the pooch, girl!”
and blink twice—
because I certainly did not!
I love animals,
but not that much.
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