Still have to catch up on this week's FML.
 
Haven't had time to think about the following, either so it may be horrid,
but the meter feels right so far and I like some of the imagery (though the
seas part IS trite)...
 
I am a giant four inches tall --
Crammed with twenty feet of laughter.
Broad shouldered with vigor
I swagger,
And my bounds cover spans of life at its ripest.
When I sleep I sip seas of dreams
and slumber till my thirst abates.
My kisses are the fount for your laughter and want.
 
Sukie
[Posted in FML issue 1762]