i wouldn’t be fat
if i were that cat
oh to be an itty bitty kitty trying to be witty wedged between two very large titties.
absent from anyone’s pity in this twin peak city, I wonder if she wouldn’t mind if I traveled downtown to perform a ditty on her fitty litty clitty.
thanks skipper. poetry is therapy for the soul.
what kitty?
Who is the wench?
Oh what a fortunate kitty,
warmly nested ‘tween such gorgeous titty,
wise is this kat,
there be milk where he’s sat,
he’s smart, this critter itty bitty!!
And the winner is ..... ??
The old standard is thus:
There once was a woman named Clair
Who posessed a magnificent pair
Or so I thought,
Until one got caught
On a thorn and lost all of its air.
Now change it to this weak attempt at feline humor:
There once was a woman named Clair
Who posessed a magnificent pair
But it was such a pity
She got clawed by a kitty
And they both lost all of their air.
No? Howzabout:
A young lady named Celia Katz
Stuck a kitten between her two tats,
It was such a pity
That darned little kitty
Just left her with a couple of flats.
(I’ve got more but then this is a “family” blog. Maybe Addams or Manson Family, but I’ll stop before the ditties get decidedly dirty.)
There was a lady with a wee kitty,
Her face was anything but pretty,
She held onto her heels
While making loud squeals
And married a man, name of Smitty.
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