i met a toad

the other day by the name

of warty bliggens

he was sitting under

a toadstool

feeling contented

he explained that when the cosmos

was created

that toadstool was especially

planned for his personal

shelter from sun and rain

thought out and prepared

for him


do not tell me

said warty bliggens

that there is not a purpose

in the universe

the thought is blasphemy

a little more

conversation revealed

that warty bliggens 

considers himself to be

the center of the said

universe

the earth exists

to grow toadstools for him
 
to sit under

the sun to give him light

by day and the moon
 
and wheeling constellations

to make beautiful

the night for the sake of warty bliggens


to what act of yours

do you impute 

this interest on the part

of the creator

of the universe

i asked him

why is it that you
 
are so greatly favored

ask rather 

said warty bliggens

what the universe

has done to deserve me