It Came From Above...Maybe!

People always ask about another's day. Not really wanting to know anyway. But guess what? I'm going to tell you at our hut.

Pat went out for a walk,

With the thing of which we won't talk.

I was playing with what I no longer have on me.

Hey, at least I can still use it to pee.

Then I showed this guy.

"Boy, you can make a toy fly."

Shut up, Cassie cat.

"So brave and all of that."

I even helped Pat.

A shameless promo from the cat.

Next I stood and took in the view.

Cassie decided to do it too.

"Had to show you up."

Bah, you can't do that.

Keep dreaming Cassie cat.

And then they came.

I will not speak either interloper name.

It came from above.

I think I'll give it a shove.

Damn, it was neutered worse than me.

Poor thing doesn't have a wick that I can see.

Still, wick or not, it has to go.

I'd rather have the fluffy so and so. 

Now you are all up to speed. I had to stare at a thing with no wick at our feed. So, how was your day? Anything like the horror at our bay? Maybe it came from above to get some love. Some sort of breeding that gives the next generation a wick. Should I just say dick? Bah, that is too easy to come to pass. Anyway, no alien is getting near my little rhyming ass.

Be alien free as they have nothing to see.