Secret Agent ButtonA Poem by Dripping Chocolate MadnessShe's not the very best secret agent... But she's a master of forgetting who her tail belongs to.I brought home a Button. She chases her tail and She chases my ankles She chases the mailman She chases the trashcan She chases the wall It doesn't have to be moving: She chases it all. She does it at midnight, when I'm trying to work She does it at noon, when I'm sleeping (the jerk) She does it awake, and she does it asleep: She lays in my bed and she murders my feet. I've tried tying string to my bedroom door In attempt to distract her for two minutes, or more I've tried playing hard, until she's worn down But it seems there's no stopping her running around Despite all of that, she's perfect. You see: My heart simply melts when she cuddles with me.
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StatsAuthorDripping Chocolate MadnessWandering, RIAboutNot a writer, but I do it anyway. I'm also not a chef, musician, masseuse, guidance counselor, philosopher, or survivalist. But again: never stopped me before. I DO, however, happen to be a giant p.. more..WritingRelated WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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