I would have kittens in mittens I'm sure, I think they'd look cute curled up on the floor, Great it would be I'm allergic to cats, I try not to show it though, how about that?
[ON HIATUS, PROBABLY FOR A LONG TIME, SORRY EVERYONE BUT GCSES TAKE PRECEDENCE]
I have no cats Nor do I have a rat Or a rabbit, or a bat... Instead I have a very fat dog And we often joke that she is a hog. She is blind; she can't see But sometimes it feels like she's still looking at me.
you can call me Blue~ "No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be; Am an attendant lord, one that will do To swell a progress, start a scene or two, Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool, Deferential, glad to be of use, Politic, cautious, and meticulous; Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse; At times, indeed, almost ridiculous— Almost, at times, the Fool." -from The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock - T.S. Eliot my lair
Poor old doggy, I hope she's ok, Maybe she'll get slim or see one day, She sounds sweet though, That's for sure, Treats I am sure hse always wants more.
[ON HIATUS, PROBABLY FOR A LONG TIME, SORRY EVERYONE BUT GCSES TAKE PRECEDENCE]
Now we're using it even more, You'd think the Chickensmoothians were having a war, Lets not talk about that word anymore, Or we'll see a *cough* body collapsed on the floor.
[ON HIATUS, PROBABLY FOR A LONG TIME, SORRY EVERYONE BUT GCSES TAKE PRECEDENCE]