My wife said this morning how much I’ve mellowed and now I’m a pussycat…..”My little pussycat…” I don’t know if I should be happy or offended… I don’t want to be a pussycat…I want to be a lion….

I DONT WANT TO BE A PUSSYCAT, I WANT TO BE A LION,
SAT ON THE SAVANNA, GAZING OUT AT THE HORIZON,
UNTAMED, WILD AND READY TO FIGHT,
BUT I’M A PUSSYCAT NOW, ALL MEOW AND NO BITE,
BUT I MAY LOOK SWEET, AND YOU MAY ADORE,
BUT THIS LITTLE PUSSYCAT, STILL HAS A MIGHTY ROAR.

Pleased to hear youβre still roaring!
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Its still there now and again!
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When I was five years old I told everyone I wanted to grow up to be a lion. I almost got there. π
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Still time!
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Hahaha. π We have a little lion, no matter how old we get.
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Very true!
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A lion at heart. There you go. I fixed it π
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Very funny Vinny!
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Thank you!
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A cuddly kitten with the heart of a lion is a nice combination..
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π Love it!
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Thank you!
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Thanks for the laughs. I may want to be a lion, but I’m a tired old cat.
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Pussycat, pussycat…. sweet!
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Wonderful poem and post!
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Glad you enjoyed it!
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The pussycat meowed
frightened
a tiny mouse
so Lion, beware!
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Ha ha! Very good!
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Nobody makes rugs out of cats. Just saying…
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Very good point!
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