by Nick Gisburne
Almighty Kitten, God of string and fur
Has found the world a disappointing place
His Angel Bunnies, faithful to The Purr
Are savaging the big blue ball in space
Its mountains, cracking, crumble into dust
The oceans, and the seething seas, boil dry
As earthquakes split the dying planet’s crust
The wicked send their worries to the sky
But Kitten does not hear the humans pray
Distracted by His wrestles with the Moon
As Earth becomes a dirty litter tray
He bursts the Sun, that bothersome balloon
’Twas written, twice, that flame shall dance with fish
The Bunnies, smoking seafood, fill His dish
