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Cat Forum / Health and Behavior / March 2005Cat Poem
There once was a cat named 'Elvis' He could dance and wiggle his pelvis. But then one day, his eyes turned gray Ah sh.t.. I can't think of two words like 'Elvis'.  SignatureBuZZard mhm33x29 irc.demonweb.org #demonweb www.buzzardnest.us news:alt.buzzard.rules news:alt.binaries.buzzard There once was a cat named 'Elvis' He could dance and wiggle his pelvis. But then one day, his eyes turned gray Ah sh.t.. I can't think of two words like 'Elvis'. He decided to stray And went on his way To Memphis *to be continued* > There once was a cat named 'Elvis' > He could dance and wiggle his pelvis. [quoted text clipped - 5 lines] > And went on his way > To Memphis He sang songs and played his guitar He even traveled afar Untill one day you heard them say~ "Elvis has left the building" Thank you~ Thank you very much. > There once was a cat named 'Elvis' > He could dance and wiggle his pelvis. [quoted text clipped - 7 lines] > > *to be continued* Graceland he ate to many cheeseburgers. Popped to many pills. Took his last sh.t; now there's no more thrill. George;)2005 wrote: >> There once was a cat named 'Elvis' >> He could dance and wiggle his pelvis. [quoted text clipped - 11 lines] > Popped to many pills. > Took his last sh.t; now there's no more thrill. The thrills are gone, isn't that johnny cash? Signature~shady angel~ >George;)2005 wrote: >>> [quoted text clipped - 15 lines] > >The thrills are gone, isn't that johnny cash? BB King... :-) Dr. Rikijeaux PEE AICH DEE > There once was a cat named 'Elvis' > He could dance and wiggle his pelvis. [quoted text clipped - 7 lines] > > *to be continued* He decided to stray; And went on his way To Memphis to board the last train out. > He decided to stray > And went on his way > To Memphis where he was cat in a trap met a gal named Sal and got sent home with the clap Signature"There are plenty of ways to see blood that don't involve Buzzards nuts." Delta Nine *All things serve the Beam* Well, now my husband died today. ARe you going to make fun of THAT, too? > There once was a cat named 'Elvis' > He could dance and wiggle his pelvis. > But then one day, his eyes turned gray > Ah sh.t.. I can't think of two words like 'Elvis'. > Well, now my husband died today. ARe you going to make fun of THAT, too? /me kicks Tammy's a.s again..... Signature"There are plenty of ways to see blood that don't involve Buzzards nuts." Delta Nine *All things serve the Beam* | Well, now my husband died today. ARe you going to make fun of THAT, too? See.. I made that poem as a sincere gesture for forgiviness. And you want to be sarcastic. You really shouldn't say stuff like that... karma is a bad thing too. | > There once was a cat named 'Elvis' | > He could dance and wiggle his pelvis. | > But then one day, his eyes turned gray | > Ah sh.t.. I can't think of two words like 'Elvis'. > t... karma is a bad thing too. man take your karma and run over her dogma Signature"There are plenty of ways to see blood that don't involve Buzzards nuts." Delta Nine *All things serve the Beam* | > t... karma is a bad thing too. | | man take your karma and run over her dogma Oh no... I ain't falling into their dredded "MY ANYTHING DIED" trap again.. they completely got me this time. >Well, now my husband died today. ARe you going to make fun of THAT, too? I dunno? Did you shave his NutSaXor? :-) Dr. Rikijeaux PEE AICH DEE > There once was a cat named 'Elvis' > He could dance and wiggle his pelvis. > But then one day, his eyes turned gray > Ah sh.t.. I can't think of two words like 'Elvis'. I have a cat named Elvis!!!! Let me find that picture of him and my aussie dog... I'll post my picture of Elvis to your binary grouop Signature"There are plenty of ways to see blood that don't involve Buzzards nuts." Delta Nine *All things serve the Beam* > There once was a cat named 'Elvis' > He could dance and wiggle his pelvis. > But then one day, his eyes turned gray > Ah sh.t.. I can't think of two words like 'Elvis'. His music was unrecorded Thank the gawds, there's only one been horded From the cat named Elvis You can now re-shelve us. (I dunnow... that kinda sucks) blu > His music was unrecorded > Thank the gawds, there's only one been horded > From the cat named Elvis > You can now re-shelve us. > > (I dunnow... that kinda sucks) nah, it jdon't suck. It's got wabi sabi Signature"There are plenty of ways to see blood that don't involve Buzzards nuts." Delta Nine *All things serve the Beam* >> His music was unrecorded >> Thank the gawds, there's only one been horded [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] > > nah, it jdon't suck. It's got wabi sabi Then my mission here is not finished yet. When I write poetry, I want it to suck. I want it to be so bad that it makes you want to kill yourself for ever reading it. Vogon poetry. | >> His music was unrecorded | >> Thank the gawds, there's only one been horded [quoted text clipped - 8 lines] | to suck. I want it to be so bad that it makes you want to kill yourself | for ever reading it. Vogon poetry. If writing sucky poetry.. making a person want to kill ones self..is Vogan Poetry... ..then Will Dockery is a Vogon Poet. > | On Sat, 26 Feb 2005 22:17:07 +0000, ~Erissa~ > wrote: [quoted text clipped - 22 lines] > > ..then Will Dockery is a Vogon Poet. I'm no fan of long poems. I like them short and to the point. So by my definition, it sucks... but everybody has their own opinion with poetry. >> | On Sat, 26 Feb 2005 22:17:07 +0000, ~Erissa~ >> wrote: [quoted text clipped - 25 lines] > I'm no fan of long poems. I like them short and to the point. So by my > definition, it sucks... but everybody has their own opinion with poetry. What poetry is You may never, ever, know; We just read the sh.t. Signatureah > Then my mission here is not finished yet. When I write poetry, I want it > to suck. I want it to be so bad that it makes you want to kill yourself > for ever reading it. Vogon poetry. that is so goth I like it Signature"There are plenty of ways to see blood that don't involve Buzzards nuts." Delta Nine *All things serve the Beam* > There once was a cat named 'Elvis' > He could dance and wiggle his pelvis. > But then one day, his eyes turned gray > Ah sh.t.. I can't think of two words like 'Elvis'. But if I don't find one how am gonna sell this, Poem? Shaun aRe |
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