Sonnet: My Friends

by

Rosy the Cat

My friends are very few, though each precious 
Moment with them lights up that day always. 
Even when they argue so ferocious, 
It rarely lasts; it's often in small ways. 
Deso and Sere and I crack jokes grandly; 
We're working on a MSTing now. 
Riffing bad stories makes us laugh loudly; 
The tale is so awful, we laugh; oh wow! 
Rhonda and I sing about cute teddy bears 
And a psychotic arch-rival for them. 
He is too obsessed with handles for cares, 
While those bears, they want to sing a hymn.
My friends are the very most best.
If only my meetings with Rhonda allowed for more rest...