Is tonights theme cats?
Harry
Harry is so funny,
he's always having fun,
everything is a plaything,
whether snow or rain or sun,
he chases all the pigeons,
and next doors dove,
he doesn't want to eat them,
just to give them a love!
His affection is endless,
a constant noisy purr,
he always wants a cuddle
my little bundle of fur!
(Vanessa Sabin )
And another more interesting poem (have we has T.S.Elliot yet?)
The Naming Of Cats
The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
It isn't just one of your holiday games;
You may think at first I'm as mad as a hatter
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.
First of all, there's the name that the family use daily,
Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo or James,
Such as Victor or Jonathan, George or Bill Bailey--
All of them sensible everyday names.
There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter,
Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames:
Such as Plato, Admetus, Freckle, Demeter--
But all of them sensible everyday names.
But I tell you, a cat needs a name that's particular,
A name that's peculiar, and more dignified,
Else how can he keep up his tail perpendicular,
Or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride?
Of names of this kind, I can give you a quorum,
Such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat,
Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellylorum-
Names that never belong to more than one cat.
But above and beyond there's still one name left over,
And that is the name that you never will guess;
The name that no human research can discover--
But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess.
When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation
Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name:
His ineffable effable
Effanineffable
Deep and inscrutable singular Name.
Are you sure that is about a cat? That is just too close to the truth!Originally Posted by XRunner
On being greeted at the summit by
generous mountain bikers with a
mince pie and mulled wine
Thanks lads! I’d love some.
Down in one, heart warms, head spins.
Grin! Whoop! Scree descent.
evening x runner....what a find!!!!!! tee hee
Ah Harry i can just imagine yer!
Dreaming
Pain after pain
After readjustment
After deconstruction
and reformation
One day I dreamt
Of 42 in 24
A green dress
And fresh rings
And above all
BELIEF
I'd recomment complete exhaustion followed by necking warm mulled wine from a Mr Kipling's tin foil pie case as a quick way to get light headed. Bliss. I can taste it now.Ah Harry i can just imagine yer!
A determined dreamer. Not a dreamy dreamer. I like it.
Thanks Harry...isn't there a song out there about dreaming the impossible dream? sure its the King....
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