Kitchen Research

I was just in the kitchen,
And then something I hate,
My toast skittered off the surface,
Of my shiny plate.
The spread side of course landed,
Spread side facing down,
I hate the way that happens,
It really left me down.
But it inspired some thinking,
Some research would be a treat,
You know how felines,
Always land upon their feet?
I went outside and got Daisy,
Smeared Vegemite on her head,
And dropped her form the roof,
And she landed cranially instead.

I had made some toast and it fell off the plate, landing spread side down. I was thinking about how that could ever be considered a good thing ....