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On Pimple Pond

On Pimple Pond

Pocked, our dreams spurt from cabin walls. 
Woolen cover and cotton pillow catch 
pin point boils from day breaking, like pitted glass.
White pebbled path meanders the hill’s cheek, 
wet from being squeezed by nights cold hard hands, 
to where set-tables will not wait our scrubs, 
pastes and pleas for clarity like hot egg whites. 
Yawns pop-jaws hinged under waxy ears. 
We pass the lake and spit the dregs of sleep 
onto her smooth glassine mask. 
At the mess ladybugs rest, on pickle-surfaced leaves,
decline to fly. We arrive for breakfast.
One hundred-twenty faces come to bond
And maybe find a friend on pimple pond.

Puss In Boots

The miller’s third son was disappointed to inherit a mere alley cat.
He did not realize the trickery and deceit under this creature’s hat.
Puss in Boots could outmaneuver committees, clubs, king and queen. 
This anthropomorphic genius was the best present the son had ever seen.

The princess’s hand in marriage was easily given after this wise cagey cat.
Pulled a trick on the king and his coach, that was healthy, tricky and phat.
The Marquis of Carabas’ clothes were stolen, he told the royals that day.
The miller’s third son was amazed when the princess whisked him away.

Misty Puss Rap

There was I another puss in the cattery
Got sent down by a judge from Battersea
Two humans came so I took my chance
Showed them how I could preen and prance
Fortune struck and I landed on my feet
Now I’m the No.1 puss in the street!

Sumthang Like Wonderful

Hello Senorita
Ooh so glad to
Meet yah
Ahh vhoo lusting
Cum- Bach
To
Sir rento
Ah mi lussing!
Ooh she ooh she
Waking.
Will mi heart be
Breaking?
Cum-bach to
Sir rento
Mi Gussies
Sir rento men toe!
Come back to
Serrentio
Make love to
Me again.

She is a beautiful Ragdoll
mixed with a scottish fold
She meow's when the octaves
inspires her. Often my piano playing
has a rapid transition
(I'll Plung when I should Pling)
The Utterance of romance
sends her clawing at my date.
yet she's a sweet kitty!
Yes she is!
Ah yeah mi Darling
Mi need for you
Is calling
Come back to
Serrentio
I will introduce
Us as friends.
Ooh; I so
Hoochie Choochie
Give you sum
Pussy
Cum Bach to
Serrentio
I pussy you
Again!

 Compussed by
Swig Nasty
Morehead music company
Excuse to not loving mi.
Mi bassoon concerto

Sumthang Like Wonderful

Hello Senorita
Ooh so glad to
Meet yah
Ahh vhoo lusting
Cum- Bach
To
Sir rento
Ah mi lussing!
Ooh she ooh she
Waking.
Will mi heart be
Breaking?
Cum-bach to
Sir rento
Mi Gussies
Sir rento men toe!
Come back to
Serrentio
Make love to
Me again.
Ah yeah mi Darling
Mi need for you
Is calling
Come back to
Serrentio
I will introduce
Us as friends.
Ooh; I so
Hoochie Choochie
Give you sum
Pussy
Cum Bach to
Serrentio
I pussy you
Again!

 Compussed by
Swig Nasty
Morehead music company
Excuse to not loving mi.
Mi bassoon concerto

Sumthang Like Wonderful

Hello Senorita
Ooh so glad to
Meet yah
Ahh vhoo lusting
Cum- Bach
To
Sir rento
Ah mi lussing!
Ooh she ooh she
Waking.
Will mi heart be
Breaking?
Cum-bach to
Sir rento
Mi Gussies
Sir rento men toe!
Come back to
Serrentio
Make love to
Me again.
Ah yeah mi Darling
Mi need for you
Is calling
Come back to
Serrentio
I will introduce
Us as friends.
Ooh; I so
Hoochie Choochie
Give you sum
Pussy
Cum Bach to
Serrentio
I pussy you
Again!

 Compussed by
Swig Nasty
Morehead music company
Excuse to not loving mi.
Mi bassoon concerto

Sumthang Like Wonderful

Hello Senorita
Ooh so glad to
Meet yah
Ahh vhoo lusting
Cum- Bach
To
Sir rento
Ah mi lussing!
Ooh she ooh she
Waking.
Will mi heart be
Breaking?
Cum-bach to
Sir rento
Mi Gussies
Sir rento men toe!
Come back to
Serrentio
Make love to
Me again.
Ah yeah mi Darling
Mi need for you
Is calling
Come back to
Serrentio
I will introduce
Us as friends.
Ooh; I so
Hoochie Choochie
Give you sum
Pussy
Cum Bach to
Serrentio
I pussy you
Again!

 Compussed by
Swig Nasty
Morehead music company
Excuse to not loving mi.
Mi bassoon concerto

Puss In Blooms

In bright orange blossom, dreamy afternoon meadow,
Stillness reigns as though time had nowhere to go.
And frolicking in summer, goes my puss in blooms,
Like children rollicking, with colorful balloons!

Soon scarlet butterfly visits the tip of his nose,
As starlight glitters, not caring whither it goes.
Running and bounding, like freedom's final chance,
Revelling in green days, before the years advance.

My Name Is Puss-Puss- For the Love of Kittens Contest

I love living here 
Where the food is so fine
My tummy tickled when i purr
A bed that’s divine

A little girl to hug me
Tells me she loves me so
I gently snore
When off to sleep I go

I promise not to scratch the furniture
Now a scratch post I see
Was a present from my mistress
For little ole me

It is fun being a kitten
Except when she dresses me up
Puts me in her dolls pram
I try not to fuss

My little girl calls me Puss-Puss
A very fine name you’ll agree
So when I hear her calling it
I know she is calling meeee.


Penned  21 January 2017

Some Sour Puss

Some Soup Puss

A puss he was as well as sour
Had been impatient with no will-power
At all and also he had very thin skin
Which was only a characteristic of men
Breasts get in way while taking a shower.

So women will always take a bath instead
Especially those plump and are well-feed
In shower had catastrophe that was mere
She fell down and did land on her rear
And bathtub now became her new bed.

Jim Horn

My Puss

MyPuss                                            

Full of fun- frolic and mischief too
My Puss filled my heart with joy;
What antics he would like to do
Oh what objects were his toy.
Behind the curtain, beneath the chair
My puss played bereft of single care.

Jump and catch the leaves falling
and floating down over gentle breeze;
Oft times in sun simply lolling
Or  chasing squirrels and the geese.
Climbing quickly trees in fright
when puppies barked at him in sight.

Grooming self by licks of tongue
And cleansing as to shine his fur;
My puss enjoyed a gentle stroke
And he would quickly start to purr.
He hated bath and hated rain
From water and soap he would refrain.

Lap up milk he would from a saucer
It was his favorite meal of the day;
Soon he would its taste savour
But meat and fish made him happy and gay.
He enjoyed playing with the mouse
that catch he could around the house.

Like butterflies fluttering in the sky
Puss enriched my life like an angel;
Like butterflies fluttering in the sky
He flutterred away to  be an angel.
In my dreams he comes and purrs
And entices me with his shiny fur.

Puss Cat Puss Cat

There’s a cat on our street, she’s incredibly clean
She is long she is black and she’s terribly mean
She roars like a lion and purrs like a kitten
One look at her face and your bound to be smitten
With her bright golden eyes and a coat black as coal
She will lure you in, she will capture your soul
She’s a devil an angel all rolled into one
On the wide open road she is fast she is fun
In the city she knows how to slow down the pace
As she ambles down streets with such style and grace
Such a beautiful creature, a cat built to please
She’s my Jaguar car and I’m holding the keys

Puss In Boots

I loved it
When she walked naked
Into the bedroom
Only wearing
Her hiking boots
Kind of reminded me
Of a children’s
Bedtime story
… Well… sort of

Putting On a Show For Puss

Little bird you sound so sweet
Intriguing kitty at my feet

In treetop dawn you soar so high
Tracing bright patterns in the sky

The cat is wary of your flight
Within the ebbing of the night

He jumps the window sill and gawks
At you amongst the wrens and hawks

Now pouncing in the air he glides
Across the panes of glass he slides

But feathered one so sleek and strong
You laugh as you break into song

Your wings spread wide as you ascend
To skies unknown and in the end

Take flight for which you're well designed
And kitty jumps down now resigned

To watching you another day
It's time for his nap anyway

Puss and Boots

I bought my dreaming boots on sale
for ten pounds and a cat
but only dream in feline now...
Can you imagine that?

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