Ode to the Green String

Oh Green String, how you tempt me,

Bringing joy to days otherwise empty,

You compel me with your greenish frays,

Indulge me in my kittenish ways.

I love to chase your frazzled end,

Back and forth through twist and bend.

To catch you is my one ambition,

Through hallway long, into the kitchen,

Then back to living room you go,

I will not rest – you’re mine, you know!

Now slower runs and panting breath,

You always give me such a test.

One day I’ll catch you, oh Green String,

Even though, you’re not a thing.