Well, today I continued to let my stomach inspire me for today's poem - even if Sossidge Day happens on Fridays. What can ya say, I get hungry early . . .
Sossidge by Travis Ford
Oh momma, ya know how I luvs da meats-a
So pretty please when you's makin da pizza
Give a lil bit of sossidge to da cat
I'll be so grateful, I'll stop bein a brat
Since you're weird and like your pizza wif just cheeze
Gimme some of da udder peep's sossidge please
I'll be so happy, I'll headbonk you and purr
Sossidge are tasty, me and Crockett concur!
Angelique usually misses out on pizza nite sossidge - dat's what she gets for hangin out in her room all da time.
What can ya say, it's just a Friday nite sossidge pawty wif me and Crockett. MOL MOL!