Oh God, reading that gives me a lot more confidence in my poetry attempts, hahahaha.
Blueberries are red, violets are too, I got you canned cat food now go take a poo.
Sleep deprivation, inevitable that I will turn into an eight year old!
violets are violet and blueberries are blue, we'll teach this colorblind kitty if it's the last thing we do!
Stop me now.
It's not that easy to write eh? I knew I could end the poem with that food, it didn't have to be eloquent or pretty with such props handy.