Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Rocket Fueled

Being a tomcat I do prowl

The alleys for frolic and fun.

To she pussycats I do howl

In hope to get some lovin' done.

This takes a lot of energy,

So through the trash cans I do check.

Behind a Taco Bell there be

Loads of spicy stuff - what the heck!

I chowed down a bunch very fast

To have more time for woo pursuit.

But then, gosh, my tummy felt gassed,

And like a rocket I did shoot.

Upon a roof I ended up.

This cat is quite a farter, yup!