CHEESE DISEASE DREAM
It's a sniffle - NOT A COLD-
NO! I am not getting old.
It's the weather -- the AC.
Blame it on humidity.
Well... I should get in to bed,
Now you rummage in my head.
No `God Bless You' to this sneeze,
No relief from this disease.
Still, at times I don't mind sick.
Thoughts of you I choose to pick.
Most of them are lots of fun
Like how you have been the one
Who has made me feel alive or
When I dream you slap me five-
(won't say where - you do connive!)
But some nights I stay awake.
Must admit their toll they take.
Mouse goes crawling down the hall,
Does not scare me... not at all.
I'm in love... so I say "Please?
Have another piece of cheese."
Now I know that it's a dream.
If this were real you'd hear me scream!
That is what we women do.
Possibly I'd grab a shoe
Hit that mouse right on its head.
Only mice I like are dead.
LOOK at this shoe! My pain is real
MOUSE BRAINS stuck to stiletto heel.
"OK Mouse! – I guess you win.
Pull up a chair. Wipe off that grin.
It's a dream - you are not dead
NO! - you can't come in my bed."
Mouse asks - "Do you have some gum?"
Are you waiting for some one?
Your nose looks awful - really red."
I should have shot that mouse -Bang Dead!
But...
I just hum a bouncy C!
I am waiting patiently
Only one will share with me.
He will help me sing on key!
"Mouse – I hate to be alone
And its late – he will not phone.
Come and keep me company
Name is Mickey? Have some brie!
Easy friend – please, watch the trap –
Chew and listen to my crap."
I know you must think it through.
Sometimes wish I was like you.
When it hits me – I just know.
Grab your hand – C'mon lets GO.
Leave behind me such a mess
Don't like cleaning – I confess.
Prone to cheating? Blame the stress.
Besides that's done – so why digress?
Never been a detail man
Nooks and crannies – I don't plan.
Money I can't seem to save
I f I want it – if I crave
I will have it – it must be
Stuck like that – I am not free.
It's a prison – don't you see
My song was never Let It Be!
Self constructed – just like me
Self destructive – Jail can be.
You have built one of your own.
Safer for you – All alone
Still for you no piece of mind
I don't say to be unkind –
The more we talk – the more I see
So much similarity. (Scorpios and Libra's-GEE?)
You may walk and I may run
Still when all is said and done.
We'll be standing face to face.
So much history – why erase?
Everything will find its place
When you find the perfect space!
Achoo – I think I made you sneeze.
Have another piece of cheese.
No ones perfect – might not fit?
God knows there are years of SHIT.
Things you cannot live without.
No stiletto stamps it out
Hope to God this isn't gout.
Not sure what it's all about?
And since I am feeling ill –
Nothing major – just a chill
There are things that kill you too.
What doesn't, makes you stronger-true?
Well, then – that's a saying clever!
We should stick around forever!
Mouse is giving me a look.
"Remember – He plays by the book."
"Book of love?" – I ask the Mick.
Eats his cheese – "Just take your pick;
Cannot tell this book by cover.
Might not like what you discover!"
"But, some things we might recover.
Scorpio! A red hot lover...
Mouse, I think you've got it wrong!
Scorpio plays by the song!
And I know he's written plenty.
Shall I count – there's more than twenty?
And there's one – I heard him say
'You Can Go home – I Came To Play.'
Mouse is giving me a stare
"Quoting history – is that fair?"
"Fuck you – I do as I please!
Have another piece of cheese?"
Eat too much – it makes you sick.
Same thing if you eat too quick.
Did I mention I write too?
Subject Matter? – Well I'm new!
I try to diversify – Not so easy!
I'll tell you why.
No, I won't – why should you know?
I feed mice – not your ego.
Mick is laughing – shakes his head.
So content when he is fed.
NO – still won't let him in the bed.
So there's room for you instead.
Mick says you do as you please.
Have another piece of cheese
Remedy for this disease.
Hope you are not ill at ease.
Mickey Mouse – a silly name.
You say this is not a game.
Notice something about this song?
I think it is much too long.
Syntax – Grammar – it sounds wrong.
And this dream – confusing too.
Guess I need some help from you.
Mick has gone back in his hole.
Cheese dreams will fill up his soul.
Mine's unlocked – you've got the keys.
Have another piece of cheese?
There's that look – I see you freeze.
Well, it's not my fault you know!
How the hell was I to know?
OK – I'll admit to this –
10 years (or more) – 10 tons of Swiss
Holes inside me, head to toe;
Fill one up and one just grows.
And the thing I really miss?
Scorpio – you know how to kiss.
Can't tell which one starts to sneeze'
Possibly a joint disease?
Stranger still – Am I awake?
Insomnia I cannot take.
Only one who's curled up tight?
Mighty Mickey – through the night.
Too much cheese – I need ice cream.
You know that was a better dream.
Guess I'll try and close my eyes.
Give it yet, another try.
As I drift away I sneeze!
Have another piece of cheese?
Cheese or Ice Cream makes you fat.
In the morning – Mick's a rat.
Calls you on the new cell phone;
Message says – you're not at home.
Mickey is not beaten though.
Tells you everything, I know –
Touch tone keys were meant for mice.
His text message is precise...
"Here is what she said last night,
While I sat and had a bite.
I will tell you – if you please?
Tell me – Do you have some cheese?
Hers is gone – I ate it all!
That's the reason for this call.
It's her dream – that much is true –
But in the end it's up to you"
WHAT?? You don't know who I am?
What are you? A mouse or man?
Do you think I'm just a Felix?
I have earned my double-helix.
They have named a land for me!
Not just any mouse I be.
OK – Hang up – Do as you please –
Your not the only one with cheese"
.......
Maybe I should buy cat?
Has it really come to that?
Steal a line! I'LL EAT MY HAT
Another one – A BOUNCY C
Just wake up and LET IT BE.
And like Mickey wait and see.
Mouse or Cat? Thin or Fat?
Dreams can disappear like that!
What you get is what you sees;
Have another piece of Cheese.
Call this one a Cheese Disease.
Think it must end with A Sneeze!
©Copyright June 22, 2004 by Robin Amy Bass
(Revised May 18, 2005)