Spoilage of Rain

Glistening raindrop diamonds settle on the fur
of the chairbound sleeping cat, but it does not stir.
Pies upon the window ledge grow soggy in the mist
of that travesty of moisture with which they have been kissed.
My stationery soggy, I find my words won’t stay,
so I give up on this poetry fast fading away.

The Thursday Story Challenge is:

Can you tell a story in 57 words using the following words in it somewhere: (I did a 57 word poem instead of a story.)

• CAT
• PIES
• TRAVESTY
• DIAMONDS
• CHAIR
• STATIONERY

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