Poem on 27 March, 2012




"Your mood was no good when the cat did not leap,
Your whistle was not bad when the piano did what you expected the train to do at the outer signal,
No one was as late as the new era, which came in handy when people wanted to postpone their revolution,
So nothing did the wonder not even the stories of a bygone era,
No autopsy was performed, a no nonsense precis 
You do like the way in parts the cat slept in death."