a grandmother now

[Tiger the Lion]

I just had the strangest dream, where I was selling off our house to two crones who tried to seduce me by bearing their breasts and all that -- I resisted, because their breasts reminded me too much of my sister? And before that, something about Christmas --

Anyway, dream's making me think twice about this poem. It still feels kinda incomplete, but maybe because it's only two lines -- but the effect is there, I guess, so this should be sort of good. I'd support you returning the title to the poem's body, though.

I actually haven't edited this. The version I showed you in my reply was kinda how I'd sketched it in my head before editing for posting. I wanted 3 lines and the title had to be one of them. But yes, I did wonder if I'd stretched it too thin.
Thanks for coming back. 

P.S. Are you sure you're not still dreaming?