So what are you thinking

Striped china cat?
Are you thinking of anything
Maybe a mat?

“Well it’s usually nothing
My head is quite hollow,

But I do like to dream about things

I can swallow:

Silver fish in a shoal
Or a few bits of cheese,
Or a small roasted mole
Cooked at ninety degrees,

So this is the thought in the depths of my soul:

 

I wonder when food will appear in my bowl?