*To be read in a most dramatic voice.
It’s been nights, heck, even weeks since I can’t sleep,
The only thing I am able to do it’s stare at the sky and weep.
This great darkness surrounding me hurts
As no living person can pass through its wards.
I wish I could yell, could repair this mistake;
It wasn’t something that myself I did make.
For it was something much greater than I,
Much greater than even that fucking pi.
It was a quiet and usual night,
I was picking on forums, search for a fight,
Eating some sweet flavorous cake,
Drinking some juice and playing some Quake.
And then a most foul horror had happened
For I still don’t know how it had flappened.
My feline companion attacked with its gauntlet
And managed to spill all the juice on the outlet.
And ever sinces in darkness I was driven,
No second chance was I even given,
For no light would function properly,
In this house full or cat corpses and misery.