nightshifft
01-07-2010, 11:40 PM
cat pee
to a party i did go to visit friends
that know me well
but half way there a odor upon the air accosted me
whats this i paused testing the air
that damned cat has peed on me
with dismay i searched out the stench from me pants
it did waft
having traveled to far to go back
i pressed onward dont ya know
determined to make the best of the bad smelling situation
i arrived at my destination
my friends all greeted me with smiling faces
but soon it seemed to me i was alone
my friends avoiding me
the room grew hot i tryed to hide
but soon that nasty cat pee began to sing to me
cat pee singing in the dead of night
caaaaaaat pee singing into the long dark night
i laughed and tryed to make lite of my plight
but damn that cat pee conspired to ruin the night
cat pee singing in the dead of night
caaaaaaat pee singing into the long dark night
harken to me my friends if you ever find yourself
driving through the night and discover your feline friend
has blessed you with scented gift wrapped delights
stop turn about and cleanse the stench dont were it about
cause its no joke my friend
cat pee sings loud in the heat of the night
cat pee singing in the dead of night
caaaaaaat pee singing into the long dark night
dark 2005
waiter there's a fairy in my soup
sitting in a country inn on a lazy summer afternoon
watching the humming birds out the window
sipping nectar from flowering bloom
flitting about a iridescent blur to the eyes
imagine my shock when one zips in crashing into my spoon
knocking it from my hand as the tiny speck of color spins and fluttered down
landing with a plop in my vegetable beef stock
looking down expecting to see avian tragedy
imagine my surprise when to my unsuspecting eyes
i saw a tiny winged female
a imp or fairy if you will
sitting on a potato waist deep in my veggie beef stock
glaring hotly up at me her head half cocked
i stared in disbelief
my mouth hung open but like a frog i could only croak
the tiny creature was completely soaked her hair a mess
adorned with carrots and corn
she stood up muttering her scorn
and her wings fluttered about as she wiped soup from her eyes
looking back up at me she says quite calmly
close that great hole dont be a sap
and fetch the waiter there's a good chap now do as i say
i sputtered and looked wildly about spotting my waiter
i struggle to get the words out
excuse me waiter but there's a fairy in my soup
excuse me sir what did you say
but not another word could i get out
so pointing at my bowl i looked back
splashing about was a humming bird trying to take flight
waiter now at my side
oh iam sorry sir its only a bird from outside ill set it right
happens sometimes when the flowers are in bloom
picking up the small feathered form
wiping each wing with tag end of apron strings
then opening hands towards open window sill
wings blur as she flies back out to summer day
let me get you a fresh bowl of soup as he walks away
looking down still muddled wearing a frown
i hear a wondrous sound tiny laughter from window sill
as the waiter sets new bowl down he says you know some folk say
there's fairies about the garden grounds
on hot summer days
dark
to a party i did go to visit friends
that know me well
but half way there a odor upon the air accosted me
whats this i paused testing the air
that damned cat has peed on me
with dismay i searched out the stench from me pants
it did waft
having traveled to far to go back
i pressed onward dont ya know
determined to make the best of the bad smelling situation
i arrived at my destination
my friends all greeted me with smiling faces
but soon it seemed to me i was alone
my friends avoiding me
the room grew hot i tryed to hide
but soon that nasty cat pee began to sing to me
cat pee singing in the dead of night
caaaaaaat pee singing into the long dark night
i laughed and tryed to make lite of my plight
but damn that cat pee conspired to ruin the night
cat pee singing in the dead of night
caaaaaaat pee singing into the long dark night
harken to me my friends if you ever find yourself
driving through the night and discover your feline friend
has blessed you with scented gift wrapped delights
stop turn about and cleanse the stench dont were it about
cause its no joke my friend
cat pee sings loud in the heat of the night
cat pee singing in the dead of night
caaaaaaat pee singing into the long dark night
dark 2005
waiter there's a fairy in my soup
sitting in a country inn on a lazy summer afternoon
watching the humming birds out the window
sipping nectar from flowering bloom
flitting about a iridescent blur to the eyes
imagine my shock when one zips in crashing into my spoon
knocking it from my hand as the tiny speck of color spins and fluttered down
landing with a plop in my vegetable beef stock
looking down expecting to see avian tragedy
imagine my surprise when to my unsuspecting eyes
i saw a tiny winged female
a imp or fairy if you will
sitting on a potato waist deep in my veggie beef stock
glaring hotly up at me her head half cocked
i stared in disbelief
my mouth hung open but like a frog i could only croak
the tiny creature was completely soaked her hair a mess
adorned with carrots and corn
she stood up muttering her scorn
and her wings fluttered about as she wiped soup from her eyes
looking back up at me she says quite calmly
close that great hole dont be a sap
and fetch the waiter there's a good chap now do as i say
i sputtered and looked wildly about spotting my waiter
i struggle to get the words out
excuse me waiter but there's a fairy in my soup
excuse me sir what did you say
but not another word could i get out
so pointing at my bowl i looked back
splashing about was a humming bird trying to take flight
waiter now at my side
oh iam sorry sir its only a bird from outside ill set it right
happens sometimes when the flowers are in bloom
picking up the small feathered form
wiping each wing with tag end of apron strings
then opening hands towards open window sill
wings blur as she flies back out to summer day
let me get you a fresh bowl of soup as he walks away
looking down still muddled wearing a frown
i hear a wondrous sound tiny laughter from window sill
as the waiter sets new bowl down he says you know some folk say
there's fairies about the garden grounds
on hot summer days
dark