Keywords: unlawful, foundtain, bloodshed, extract, swallow, criticism, outlook, bacon, ministry, horoscope
It was raining pieces of bacon.
And cats, of course, but raining bacon was new.
Pieces of bacon sizzled in the water fountain, now gushing vegetable oil.
The fountain tossed them all into my window,
And my house overflowed.
I rode the wave out
And was arrested for “obstructing traffic with comestibles”
They brought me to
The ministry of unlawful conduct
Your honor,
These aren’t my bacon
And I did not intend to flood the city
Hmm, the judge,
A shriveled pale man
Lounged in his throne
Officer, check myhorocope.com
Sir, it says virgos should be kind today
Fine, I guess you can go
Next!
So I left the court
And waded back home
The cat that fell into my house last week
had eaten up all the bacon
Leaving nothing for me.