Some papaya to soothe my sore throat.
Some crisp fresh pears to to float my imaginary boat.
And then blend them together when I get bored, and spoon out each sip.
A book would be good. I might even make it through the entire pile.
I'll make a feline stretch and attempt to reach for a fork,
and file on in mounds of some dark-molasses-ginger-bread.
I'll search around for another spot...
..just to posture my Self for another view.