10-06-2023, 05:00 PM
Old Kilter risen to God's altitude
found some born again fortitude;
remembered his eight cats,
how divinely they just sat
staring with such laissez-faire attitude.
Cats embrace laissez-faire, on the fly;
Thought Old K, while suppressing a sigh;
There's no pity, just grin
There's no holding them in,
Laissé faire la nature in your eye.
"I presume you are Kilter", said God,
There was silence (Old Kilter was awed).
"I am sending you back,
Gonna cut you some slack;
You're a fool, but you're not deeply flawed."
found some born again fortitude;
remembered his eight cats,
how divinely they just sat
staring with such laissez-faire attitude.
Cats embrace laissez-faire, on the fly;
Thought Old K, while suppressing a sigh;
There's no pity, just grin
There's no holding them in,
Laissé faire la nature in your eye.
"I presume you are Kilter", said God,
There was silence (Old Kilter was awed).
"I am sending you back,
Gonna cut you some slack;
You're a fool, but you're not deeply flawed."
i used to know a lotta stuff, but i still have eight cats