O Kitty in the WeedO Kitty in the WeedWhy are her eyes greenO kitty in the weed?Why does she purrWith silky shimmer fur?How can she seeO kitty in the weed?How can she listenWith a whisker glisten?What does she needO kitty in the weed?What does she seekWith muscles so sleek?Where does she leadO kitty in the weed?Where does she goWith tail flick to and fro?When will she feedO kitty in the weed?When will she sleepWith heart soft like sheep?O kitty in the weedWith heavy paws knead On ground to homeTo sleep and roam.
ClawsClawsI will fight youTooth and claw.Tear you to piecesReal and raw.I don’t fearYour silly threats.I just simplyBite through frets.Worrying aboutThose simple thingsDistracts me fromYour sweet blood ringI don’t quakeWhen you stalk nearSince I’m readyTo fight your fear.Drinking swiftlyWithout regretAny hunger I will wet.Bothersome worriesDon’t slither closeBecause I’m readyTo tear you coarse.No longer doYour threats taintSince I have cutThrough your lies and hate.
Fancy-Pantsy and the Princess Fancy-Pantsy and the Princess There once was a princess named Kwababoobibaba of the Very Rich Kingdom. Kwababoobibaba was very adventurous princess who practiced sword fighting and kah-rat-tay, and longed to leave Very Rich Kingdom to see the rest of the world. However, Kwababoobibaba’s father, King Chikichikibangbang, forbid her from leaving and kept her locked in the castle, which made Kwababoobibaba quite upset. She tried many times to escape, but was always caught in the act. King Chikichikibangbang worried about his daughter and her safety, and decided that the best way to keep Kwababoobibaba in the castle was t
Dandelion HugsDandelion HugsSpring has come When dandelions hugAnd reach yellow facesTo the high skies,Gazing wondrouslyTo those above.Spring has comeWhen dandelions runFrom field to street,Chasing each otherAlong the cracksWith a long game of tag.Spring has comeWhen dandelions humSoft songs when the sun setsTheir bright yellow numbersSlowly sinking to sleepTo play in morning shine again.
The Bell Tolls AnewThe Bell Tolls AnewThe bell tolls anewFor a young soul fewHoping to guide her wayThe bell tolls anewFor a soul taken soonSinging a song of love.The bell tolls anewFor a life ruin’dCoaxing to a heavenly palace.The bell tolls anewFor a girl of trueLeaving a melody in her stead.