There was a three-legged cat called Bertie
Who awoke every morning at five thirty
To eat a bowl of food
So as not to be rude
He groomed himself 'cause he was quite dirty.
21 February 2011
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AN ESSAY IN ATTITUDES
5 comments:
Very Ogden Nash!
A three legged cat with a black eye patch? Is he your companion on the high seas, Admiral, in place of the more commonplace/trad parrot? How very fitting.
That's not a black eye patch! The Admiral, being the soul of discretion is merely respecting Bertie's privacy and saving him from unwanted celebrity (or somesuch)-worship!
I'm glad you're in a good mood. :)
As Ben Franklin said,in another context we know, "All cats are gray in the dark!
Vern Trotter
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