Oh know what have I done, I spilt the milk and the cats on the run. <br /> <br />An insect lands on my breakfast, I fight it with my spoon, and I pretend I am a swashbuckler in melee with captain fly. <br /> <br />The kids some in and add to the Frey, we now have a full scale war on today. <br /> <br />Eventually it's the wife that wins and with her newspaper sword kills the feisty six legged pirate, you should see her grin. <br /> <br />Now promoted to Admiral, she says I am the one who conquered the Captain fly, and watches us with her evil eye as she reminds us “clean the deck’s you swabs”. <br /> <br />She is right again, we are a messy lot on the great ship breakfast-time-fun, to sail the seas of endless campaigns of battles with bugs and many legged things that get in the way of our feeding time scenes.<br /><br />Steven Robinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-great-ship-breakfast-time-fun/
