Thursday Challenge Poem, a "Predicament"

A Monumental Predicament;

 seeing reality through distorted lens

 

"Is it permitted," she asked,

"Five second rule I dare ask

May I blow dust off my crisp

Before it goes in my mouth

 

Or should I open a new

Feed this crisp to my feline

She'd have a tad to much salt

Dust.  Another hair ball start

 

I will not sleep tonight, not

until I know the answer

Monumental problem brews

What O what now shall I do

 

We will ask the cat, she knows

She eats off the floor, sometimes

I watch her, no worries there

O dear, O dear, I will cry."
 

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Photos and Poem Copyright, © 2007 and 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

 - Photo is Amber from my 2007 posting, http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2007/04/cat-whisperer-and-cat-in-window.html . Amber died in 2013 at age 19. 
 - Some other of my blog posts where "cats" have come into play:
http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/search?q=cat
 - I am linked to 'Fireblossom' at The Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, "The Distorted Lens", at
http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/09/fireblossom-friday-distorted-lens.html where we are asked to "write from the point of view of someone who is seeing reality through a distorted lens."