The handbasket today’s edition
Of hell my cat and I
Sneeze and lick our lips
Her sneezes and licks are lady-like
While mine are huge explosions
With unknown implications
For this Feast of the Ascension
May you ascend but not too far
I say to my love
Don’t go too far
Outside my grasp
Or we are lost
Though even then
We’ll still be one
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