PUSSYCAT OR LION?

life, poem, wild. 1 Minute

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.

Published by Vinny

Middle aged geriatric from Hull, England.Slighty mad but aren't we all?

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