Blankey

Justin Bieber you totally rock. Can I have your autograph?

Baby - song of my iPod.


feel like closing my vacant and remote blog.
Should I?

The Cat has found his basket.
He leaps in. Curled into a ball. Tried to rest.
Wait.
Where's the cute little irreplaceable blankey?
Where's his one and only source of warmth?
Where's his precious that leads him to sweet dreams?
He skimmed through his basket.
Trying to find his blankey.
But gone,still.
Upset. He lay down.
Eventually,he fell asleep.
'I miss my blankey..' he mumbled throughout his sleep.

He had left his blankey in Malaysia.