The Eighteenth Day of February in the Year of our Lord 2013

16:51
On the subject of vomit,
that shoots out of the Beast like a comet.
When ever it is in the mood,
to not properly digest it´s food.
I could write today, tomorrow and all week long,
about all the ways it is wrong.

I wash it from cushions, table cloths and books- while it just sits there,
giving me innocent looks.
On the sofa, the carpet and on floors it smugly sprays whats inside- Oh this is more
than I can abide!

The pile of goo I just stepped in,
to socks and bare feet is a sin!
But I fear that this is a battle I can not win,
because the only response I get is a great big grin.