Fat Cat and the Lure of Ice Cream
I’m wicked short and plump.
I’ve got my eye on myself like the CIA.
I shift my eyes and whistle in the aisle.
I eat this thing before I even open the lid.
I snake the corner like a con on the run.
So here I am sitting on the couch,
My fat cat ass self
Spooning these cool gems
Of pure cream, milk, and nuts
Into my mouth like a hurricane.

ice cream

Cheri L. Miller

Cheri L. Miller ( can't help eating rotten avocados.