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07-15-2007, 11:42 AM
Turnup and the Calico
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Turnup, with his one good eye
In the neighbors yard did spy
Their precious, prissy Calico
And so a courtin' he did go
(Turnup liked the gals, you know)
The Calico's name was Fluffy
She'd been raised a little stuffy
But stricken by her furry beauty
He didn't mind that she was snooty
(He was kind of thinkin' "BOOTY")!!!
The Calico caught a whiff
His BO was pretty stiff
She thought that she could walk away
But Turnup had in mind to play
(He was about to have a VERY BAD DAY)!!!
The Calico ran in the house
Like she was chasin' some poor mouse
Turnup in his turgid state
Didn't see the hand of fate
(A flaw of his personality trait)
The "hand of fate" held a broom
And he ran out of runnin' room
As Fluffy hid behind the couch
He was a little late to crouch
(MER...WOW!...Phitttt...phit...that's cat for OUCH)!!!
The lady of the house was deadly
On his head she played a medly
As the knots began to rise
He could but squint... his one good eye
(The other he lost, in years gone by)
Beaten to her satisfaction
Turnup still could get no traction
The barren shiny hardwood floor
Kept him spinning for the door
(He couldn't stand this much more) !!!
With a final mighty swat
The lady made a cat 'slap shot'
Through the open door he flew
Followed by the masters shoe
(Pant, pant...akak, hak, KAK... that's cat for WHEW)!!!
Ol' Turnup finally found his feet
And streaked a fast and shamed retreat
Got no lovin' for his trouble
Fluffy's 'mom' had burst his bubble
(His one good eye left seeing double)!!!
If there's a moral to be got
From Turnup's trials, like as not
If you choose to chase a hussy
Would pay to be a tad more fussy
(And leave alone the neighbors pu**y)!!!
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Turnup, with his one good eye
In the neighbors yard did spy
Their precious, prissy Calico
And so a courtin' he did go
(Turnup liked the gals, you know)
The Calico's name was Fluffy
She'd been raised a little stuffy
But stricken by her furry beauty
He didn't mind that she was snooty
(He was kind of thinkin' "BOOTY")!!!
The Calico caught a whiff
His BO was pretty stiff
She thought that she could walk away
But Turnup had in mind to play
(He was about to have a VERY BAD DAY)!!!
The Calico ran in the house
Like she was chasin' some poor mouse
Turnup in his turgid state
Didn't see the hand of fate
(A flaw of his personality trait)
The "hand of fate" held a broom
And he ran out of runnin' room
As Fluffy hid behind the couch
He was a little late to crouch
(MER...WOW!...Phitttt...phit...that's cat for OUCH)!!!
The lady of the house was deadly
On his head she played a medly
As the knots began to rise
He could but squint... his one good eye
(The other he lost, in years gone by)
Beaten to her satisfaction
Turnup still could get no traction
The barren shiny hardwood floor
Kept him spinning for the door
(He couldn't stand this much more) !!!
With a final mighty swat
The lady made a cat 'slap shot'
Through the open door he flew
Followed by the masters shoe
(Pant, pant...akak, hak, KAK... that's cat for WHEW)!!!
Ol' Turnup finally found his feet
And streaked a fast and shamed retreat
Got no lovin' for his trouble
Fluffy's 'mom' had burst his bubble
(His one good eye left seeing double)!!!
If there's a moral to be got
From Turnup's trials, like as not
If you choose to chase a hussy
Would pay to be a tad more fussy
(And leave alone the neighbors pu**y)!!!