Putin
They started it let the cat out of the bag
It's in a ferocious mood after being confined
Imagine how you'd feel kept in a tied-up sack
Now the feral cat wants revenge and gets it
Rampaging this way and that killing eating
Quenching its blood lust till spent
Not stopping till the job is done
And the cat is at peace
No longer prodded poked kicked
Ridiculed laughed at in a sack
She's free now and will remain so
Even if it means doing what she does
With claws and teeth and other things
Keep an eye out for her approaching
Only the cat knows whose next
God saw Flood's "Ingredients" snag
That let the cat out of the bag
The Devil cried, "Weed!"
The Angels agreed,
"Let's change his facemask to a gag!"
We let the cat out of the bag, we set the tiger loose.
We can either run like hell or look for some excuse.
It's time to come together for the weak and for the small.
The future of our planet depends upon us all.
Let me sharpen this pencil
I am about to pour out my heart
Let me compose myself
I am about to let the cat out of the bag
Sweet are these words that are never to be repeated
I might be a very difficult woman to love
But the love you will receive would be endless
I might be a very sexy woman in your eyes
But I got flaws that makes me who I am
I might be a strong woman in your eyes
But the softness of my voice tells it all
I might be a soldier of humanity
But it is just a mask of the love that's bottled inside
I might have a great body in your eyes
But it is just a vessel of my ancestors
Let me wipe these tears
My future has arrived
Let me lick my warm lips
I am about to kiss him
As I said before, never to be repeated
You might take this with a grain of salt
Knowing I heard it on the grape vine
Why they let the cat out of the bag
I'd say your guess is as good as mine
They say I tend to sit on the fence,
Off my rocker by not a far cry
That I'm not playing with a full deck
They should let those sleeping dogs lie!
Because there's method to my madness,
And I'm to blame if things go south
So I'm not beating around the bush
You heard it straight from the horses mouth!
Tell me all your plans this day
The dreams you hold inside
Are there no clouds upon your horizon
No storms to ruin your day
tell god all your wishes for the future
Talk about the good times that will be had
you plan out your retirement
for the sunset of your life
with sunny holidays on tropical isle’s
And the grandkids you will hold tight
Lots of money in your bank account
and a roof above your head
designer cloths and brand new motor cars
Is what you see a future that’s bright
But all the time god is laughing
As that’s not written in his plan
Will he spill the beans
and let the cat out of the bag
or just listen to your prayers and wishes
and then give out a massive belly laugh
The lesser of two evils, do two wrongs make one right?
The bullets may have steel hulls, but it takes powder to ignite.
The elephant in the room, can't be seen.
It's a skeleton in the closet, for too long it has been.
So bite the bullet, let the cat out of the bag.
Kick the bucket, give the lake a drag.
From rags to riches, from pillar to post.
You left your duty, when it needed you most.
The lesser of two evils, do two wrongs make one right?
The bullets may have steel hulls, but it takes powder to ignite.
Fall on your sword, fall on your knees.
Accept the cure, you are the disease.
At the drop of the hat
Let the cat out of the bag
Beat one's head against the wall
be at someones beck and call
Keeping one's eye on the ball
have a whale of a time
Blow someone's mind
With this idioms rhyme
Be on cloud nine
as you vale your tears
then Bend your ears
fear has no colors
At an arm's length
you have a tower of strength
leave one to ones fate
head over heels
feeling all you fee
Moon left the sky and the sun is about to shine
There is mild wind from the north and sparrows are singing together
There are reminding us it's morning and we have to wake up
But I couldn't draw the curtains and let the world see you
If only I let the cat out of the bag, it would be too tough to get you back again
The whole world envy me coz I'm the first one who is touching you this way
My hands are wide open for the whole part of your body
And how harmonized it is when it get lost in my white skin
Then who dares to stop us?
The nature? Other creature? Or even our nurture?
None of them coz we are the one in the same texture.
How silly of you
to think you are silly!
Do you think folks just visit your page
willy-nilly?
Does one come for the show
and leave with all forgotten?
To think this is so
is really quite wanton.
It is too linger in the mouth,
to be savored through out the day.
Uncensored and full of life,
let the pieces fall where they may!
Could it be, Eileen,
that people don't just stop for the rhymes.
But maybe because
through your poems, they see a beautiful mind?
Could it be perchance,
they long for a dance,
through the avenues of a peculiar soul
that isn't copy-and-paste,
without frills and waste,
but in fact is part of the greater whole?
We see glimpses now and then
through your ink and through your pen.
But don't go on believing
that you've let the cat out of the bag, just yet.
(This is Eileen Ghali, after all ... lest we forget!)
In response to Must It Be For Contest.
For months we have not
let the cat out of the bag
Eyes talk indirectly
Eyes read
Eyes right.
Have I told you that I go crazy sometimes?
cutting corners to let the cat out of the bag feeling under the weather adding insult to injury Break a leg A piece of cake costs an arm and a leg killing two birds with one stone Speak of the devil hit the nail on the head Once in a blue moon You can’t judge a book by its cover
When you have a secret, it should never be told,
Cause you made a promise that you must uphold;
Promising never to utter a word,
Not one single syllable to ever be heard;
And telling that secret is like breaking a tie,
It is even worse than telling a lie;
Once you let the cat out of the bag, you can’t win,
Cause letting it out is easier than putting it back in!
~For Constance's Cat Woman Contest~
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