THE CATS HAVE IT

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THE CATS CAN DO IT

LET THEM TAKE OVER

I AM WITHOUT MY MIND

LOST IT IN DOVER

 

THE CATS HAVE IT

THE CHORES THEY CAN DO

I HAVE NO FEELING

EXCEPT THE FEELING BLUE

 

THE CATS CAN RULE

IT IS IN MY BOOK

I AM FEEBLE AND SLOW

YOU CAN SEE ME LOOK!

 

MY NURSE WILL VISIT

SHE INJECTS FROM BEHIND

I AM DOWN AND SUFFERING

IS SHE REALLY BLIND?

 

THE CATS HAVE IT

THEY ARE YOUNG AND SPRUCE

WHILE I’M AN OLD HAS BEEN

LET THEM MAKE DO

 

PUSSYCATS WHEN THE CHORES ARE DONE

COOK ME A MEAL TASTY

AND DUST AND SHOP AND BUY YOUR FOOD

AND DON’T BE HASTY

 

AS FROM A DREAM IN MY RECLINING CHAIR

I WAKE AND REALIZE THE TRUTH IS REAL

I HAVE BEEN CRAZY ILL

IT’S NOT RIGHT WHAT I FEEL

 

I GO A COFFEE TO MAKE

AND MY CATS CURL AROUND MY ANKLES

PURRING I LOOK DOWN

AND I SAY THANK YOU

 

MY CATS MAKE ME SEE

THIS VERY MORN

I AM THE HUMAN

AND THEY DON’T KNOW THEY ARE BORN

 

I’LL WASH THEIR BOWLS

AND BUY THEIR FOOD

COOK MY OWN DINNER

COME OUT OF THAT MOOD

 

MY CATS ARE NOT CRAZY

LIKE ME THE OLD FOOL

I CARRY ON WITH THEIR CARE

KNOWING CATS PULL YOU THROUGH!

 

 

 

THE HEART THAT FLEW AWAY

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WAYWARD THE GEESE FLY THROUGH THE VALLEY

OF SUNRISE MORNING TO AN OPEN HEART

EVER FETCHED IN THE MERCY OF A FIERY TONGUE

TO COMPLETE THE KNOWING OF THOSE OF DESCENT

WHILE I CRY THE PAIN OF MY TRAVELLING WAYS

WHICH TAKE ME NOWHERE BUT STANDING STILL

I ROAM MY THOUGHTS TO YOUR SWEET CARESS

AND TAKE YOU HOME ONCE MORE

TO MY INNER SOUNDS OF LONELINESS

LIKE GEESE WHO TRAVEL SOUTH ON THEIR WAY

I WILL HARBOR YOUR GRAVE AND OUR BONES WILL BOND

LIKE AN ENTWINED ROSE BUSH TREE

AND LIFE’S PRICELESS GIFT WILL PLAY

ONCE MORE!

MY WEALTHY FRIENDSHIP

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HE IS A WOMAN SAVER

THIS FRIEND OF MINE

AND IN MY FEMINIST FOLLY

I DART BETWEEN LANGUID INEQUALITY

TO THE REALMS OF FREEDOM OF HEART

I HAVE ALWAYS NEEDED HIM

AND MOST WOMEN HAVE

INTEGRITY IS HIS MIDDLE NAME

I NICKNAME HIM TEGRY

TEGRY THE TIGER THAT DEFENDS MY SEX

HE WALKS RARE AMONG MEN

HE WHISTLES A TUNE OF DIGNITY

I HAVE JACKPOT HONOR TO CALL HIM FRIEND

HIS LUCKY WIFE

SUNBATHES IN HIS LOVE

AND TANS HERSELF WITH HAPPINESS

WHILE I IN MY RED VELVET HONOR

LIKE THE QUEEN OF FRIENDSHIPS

KNIGHT HIM TO MY LOVING BOND WHICH IS TIMELESS

LITTLE BIRD

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Little bird attacked by the Cat 

Lying shocked to the core

Little bird who knows of flight

Please fly away from death once more

 

As I sit and watch you die

I too will leave Mother Earth

And reach towards the stars

Far from the place of my birth

 

Little bird are you an omen to my heart?

Earth too is losing her wings?

Will she lose her fight for life?

And no longer sing?

 

Blue Blue Planet on which we live

Little bird please tell me it’s not true

Is she too dying?

Like your wings so blue

 

I pray

Little bird live on and fly

Comfort me so I will know

Live on and flutter your wings by

 

Little bird if you die

What will be our fate?

Will Human kind be no more?

Will we close that garden gate?

 

Little blue tit will you die?

Like the trees flowers and lakes?

Or will we wake up and see

And do whatever it takes?

 

I peak in on you to find

Little Blue Tit you are gone

 Mother Earth is dying

Will Human Kind live on?

 

I looked and you were there

One last time you gazed upon me

Sadness overwhelms 

You lay down your head so tenderly.

 

Jesus you came long ago

And Your word was heard 

Almighty God of the Universe

Please come back save our Earth!

 

 

 

 

 

TENDER LETTERS

 

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Solitary seagull on floodlight high

I see you as I look up to the sky

Solitary seagull when you come to land

Please take this bread from my hand

I walk the path of life alone

Solitary seagull do you have a home?

Come warm yourself by my fire

Your mood might lift higher

Your pen I have read so amazing

Seems the world should be gazing

On your poems so eloquently thought

Happiness to my soul they have brought

Go away and keep out of my sight

You said and I think somethings not right?

For one whose tender letters

Really have no betters

Lonely seagull on floodlight high

I am so left asking just why?

Is it because as everyone knows

Seagulls really can’t write poems?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

M.I.A.

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Mad in America Theme

Dancing on a moonbeam

When captured outside at night

Howling a furry sight

In woods rustled with leaves

Two mates did conceive

Pups of mini thieves

Who stole away people’s minds

And worked madly kind

Shining down they did find

A deep mental mine

Where puppy wolves could dig

Sanity sugar big

Then boarding a golden rig

Madly panning in a brook

For insane nuggets understood

That cured all wolves of furry kind

That had found they lost their minds

Back to sunshine and the dawn

Dreams a sleepy yawn

To daybreak chorus sweet

Where night and day meet

Fixed in a transition under the stars

Sleeping in an aqua barge

Floated down the river of reality

Wheels turning down Mississippi

Embankments of filigree

Rich in sanity

From the wisest tree

Happiness for eternity.

 

 

 

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