Blog #28: Cockroaches In The Matrix

Hey, Cats & Kittens!

Pop quiz! But I swear this will be more fun than grade school math!

Question: What do you get when you mix dry cereal, poor pest control, and a chow hall overseer who really doesn't give a frak about what she feeds her captive inmates?

Answer: A ruined breakfast, a need for immediate tooth brushing, and the latest in my dripping brain matter style of poetry!

Cockroaches In The Matrix

I have no legs I have no legs I have no legs please don't step on me!
Cockroaches masquerading as Cap'n Crunch
Crunchy carapaces crunching on my molars
My molars might make a mighty mess
There is no spoon
There is cereal, but there is no spoon
There is milk but it is soy milk
Spoiled soy milk
Spoiled soy milk curdles
Curdles like my brain when I listen to drivel
Drivel drips out my ears and stains my shirt
I need to change my shirt but I only have the one
The One is not enough to stop the spread of the Many
Agent Smith is the Many
There is no spoon but there is the Many
Many, Many, Many, Many, Many, Many, Many
"Me, Me, Me, Me, Me, Me, Me"
"Me too!"
One from Many
There is no spoon
I'll eat my cereal dry
Damn cockroaches


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