For This I Simmer

think I was stuck in a pot of Mud, On the other hand, was it red clay? How I got there, I do not know I beg and beg for someone to Remove me from this hot Desolate place.. My brother just said cat, you Need a bit more sun Than you, be all right! I promise you will, Just simmer, bake a few more Minutes.. I asked one question, Was this all about that old Bad tasting diet coke,. If so Next time I will drink water On my honor I will.. Just get me out of this heat, I called my dog thinking he Would be of some assistance “I said doggie come help me Boy” But as you know, He just wagged his tail Took a sniff and walked On by.. I thought I seen a smile on His face So simmer, simmer and Simmer some more.. I felt like I bake in that Oven until I dried out.. Temperature of 400 degrees Now I declare I look like a Roasted chicken, Grilled to perfection All over one bad, flat tasting . Diet Coke