Scratching Poestry: Rhyme of the Times

Kitty in the kitchen sink
Went there 'cause he got a stink
From playing where he shouldn't play
And now the water's ruined his day.

Submitted by: Anon. E. Mouse

Sashimi: Mine! But I can't shred it--I *like* this one.

Ella: You would.

Sashimi: It's exactly what I want in a poem. Good rhythm and rhyme and it tells a story.

Ella: A lousy story if you ask me. Forced into water--I'd give the humom a thrashing if she tried that on me.

Sushi: Well, obviously Sashimi doesn't have a problem with baths. The humom just gave her one the other day.

Ella: Well, she definitely "got a stink."

Sashimi: That wasn't a bath! Humom said it was the Kitty Spa!

Ella: Believe what you want. You always do.

Sushi: Ladies, let's get back to the poem. There's a story here, yes, but it's too simplistic for my tastes. I want details--where shouldn't the cat have played, and how did he get "a stink" from playing there? Was he really playing at all or was he there on some other mission? The rhyme and meter work, though they don't show much creativity. It's good for a beginner, but I'd like to see some development in the future.

Sashimi: You know how to take the fun out of everything.

Ella: Hand it here. I'll shred. If nothing else, the cheesy pseudonym has got to go.