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Dogturday

It's Caturday,
what can I do?
See cats all day!
who can I sue?
Feline friends, if I may,
I'm a doggy bud, it's true.
Please turn it to dogturday,
maybe next week or two?

oh, so it's Dog Day on Sunday.....
I didn't know that, by the way.
Thank you Clare for your say
Lawyer fees I don't have to pay!

poem by Philo Yan
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Cattitude for M'Lady Ernestine

She tells her kittens this and that
Like any feline mother would
and she makes sure they’ve understood
Just what it means to be a cat...

For cats can trace their ancestry
much farther back than humans can
They are superior to man
although humans may not agree.

There was a time when humans knew
the feline race was born to rule.
The race of man was just a tool
cats used to do what they must do.

The menial tasks of every day
beneath a felines dignity.
A cats place was to oversee
that men did their work properly.

But times have changed and now today
Cats are seen by men as pets
but no true cat ever forgets.
That they will rule again one day.

Mean while cats have to rule by guile
A wise cat always gets her way
it is a role cats have to play.
Though cats may vary in their style.

Cats make the men provide our food
and somewhere warm and dry to sleep
Cats do not need to earn their keep.
There is no reason why we should.

That’s what men were created for.
Although they claim authority
they misperceive reality.
They’re born to worship and adore.

Perhaps cats will reward them when
Cats can assume their rightful place
as rulers of the human race.
The wheel is sure to turn again.

8-Feb-08

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Peace And Propriety

in the name of propriety
to cats we must be cats too

you know what happens when
we show to the cats that we
are really dogs in feelings and
actions,

there will be a chase of course,
and chaos, and there will be war
and there will be losers and
winners,

and in this matter
and manner of speaking we choose
to be dogs to assure that we win

but that is not always the case
the cats have advanced in their feline
technology and breeding

so my dear, let us just be proper
to cats we shall be cats
and make this world a happy place
for all.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lazy Day

Lazy day, sunday afternoon,
Like to get your feet up, watch t.v.
Sunday roast is something good to eat,
Must be beef today cause lamb was last week.
So full up, bursting at the seams,
Soon youll start to nod off, happy dreams.
Wake up, for tea and buttered scones
Such a lot of work for you sunday moms.
Its such a crying shame
Week after week the same.
Todays heaven-sent and youre feeling content,
You worked all week long.
Still, its quite sad tomorrows so bad
And I dont feel so strong.
Lazy day, sunday afternoon,
Like to get your feet up, watch t.v.
Sunday roast is something good to eat,
Now its almost over till week.
Thats how your life goes by
Until the day you die.

song performed by by Moody Blues
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Lean On Me (Tonight)

Lazy day, Sunday afternoon,
Like to get your feet up, watch TV.
Sunday roast is something good to eat,
Must be lamb today 'cause beef was last week.
So full up, bursting at the seams,
Soon you'll start to nod off, happy dreams.
Wake up, for tea and buttered scones
Such a lot of work for you Sunday moms.
It's such a crying shame
Week after week the same.
Today's heaven-sent and you're feeling content,
You worked all week long.
Still, it's quite sad tomorrow's so bad
And I don't feel too strong.
Lazy day, Sunday afternoon,
LIke to get your feet up, watch TV.
Sunday roast is something good to eat,
Now it's almost over till next week.
That's how your life goes by
Until the day you die.

song performed by by Moody Blues
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Sexy Feline Machine

Shes a funky feline machine
Crazy cat inside a dream
shes a hunny she stings like a bee
your the punk and shes the queen
shes an angel shes a dove
with a taste for a villans blood
packing heat strutting on the street
chew you up and make you meat
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(shes a sexy feline machine)
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(shes a sexy feline machine)
Shes a sexy feline machine
Shes a sexy feline machine
Shes a sexy feline machine
Shes a sexy feline machine
you cant stop her
ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya........
Shes a funky feline machine
Crazy cat inside a dream
shes a hunny she stings like a bee
your the punk and shes the queen
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(shes a sexy feline machine)
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(every thing is not as it seems)
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(shes a sexy feline machine)
Shes a sexy feline machine
you cant stop her
ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya...........
(bow bow bow)

song performed by by Fat Joe
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Snoop Dog, Baby

I just couldnt believe it, when I turned on
The radio, try to run, try to hide, try to keep it inside,
They were playin that song
And I thought about her
Snoop doggy dog, snoop doggy dog
So much trouble in the lbc
Livin without hers gonna drive me crazy...shes so.
Dont you just wanna kill me, cause youre talkin
Behind my back, well I love the band. theyre a
Great bunch of guys, but lookin at her brings
Tears to my eyes, Im watchin her shake
She gonna give a heart attack now, baby
Snoop doggy dog, snoop doggy dog
Maybe I dont want her back, you know?
Maybe I just cant let her go...Im so.
Well i, turn the radio off...
I dont want no part, try to make me a big star?
I dont wanna be a big star.
Everybodys mad they wanna kick me in the head
Was it somethin I did, was it somethin I said?
I would try to tell you but I just dont wanna lie
It really shouldnt matter but it makes me wanna
Cry, I wish I didnt care, I wish I didnt care...
But I do. snoop doggy dog (she said) snoop doggy dog
Please dont tell me itll be ok cause I know
Ill never never never get my way...
And so.

song performed by by Reel Big Fish
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Cats Loved

My heart loves cats, their demure sense entices
The day with a dominion called country;
Desultory affairs sweetly decide me in the cat,
Comely thoughts from the cat entice me.
This cat, that cat and those worst objects
Become elixirs, of cleverness and clarity.
The signs of ebullience from the feline animals
Are so daily and suddenly rich, that they must be clever.
Life from these feline creatures is ephemeral.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Always Another Sunday

There is always another Sunday,
From where do Sundays come from?
Do they sell them next to strike-anywhere matches,
Can you buy a three-pack and get one free
To make a perfect month, of Sundays?

Sunday afternoon might find you sitting at table
With some people you don't know too well,
Trying to make polite conversation
While slicing up some shoe-leathery beef roast,
That has always been the hallmark of the day.

Is it the first day of the week
Or effectively, the last?
How can the week start without any work?
Because it seems to make a better ending, instead.

Will we ever run out of Sundays?
Not unless we run out of football, baseball
Basketball and soccer first; it seems evident
That Sunday is merely a cog, attached to the sports wheel,
And is born and dies each week, with the big game.

You will not find most people discussing their sins
On Sunday afternoons:
You already know what they will be talking about.

poem by Patti Masterman
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Country Letter

Dear brother robin this comes from us all
With our kind love and could Gip write and all
Though but a dog he'd have his love to spare
For still he knows and by your corner chair
The moment he comes in he lyes him down
and seems to fancy you are in the town.
This leaves us well in health thank God for that
For old acquaintance Sue has kept your hat
Which mother brushes ere she lays it bye
and every sunday goes upstairs to cry
Jane still is yours till you come back agen
and neer so much as dances with the men
and ned the woodman every week comes in
and asks about you kindly as our kin
and he with this and goody Thompson sends
Remembrances with those of all our friends
Father with us sends love untill he hears
and mother she has nothing but her tears
Yet wishes you like us in health the same
and longs to see a letter with your name
So loving brother don't forget to write
Old Gip lies on the hearth stone every night
Mother can't bear to turn him out of doors
and never noises now of dirty floors
Father will laugh but lets her have her way
and Gip for kindness get a double pay
So Robin write and let us quickly see
You don't forget old friends no more than we
Nor let my mother have so much to blame
To go three journeys ere your letter came.

poem by John Clare
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Dog In Sweden

Iggy says "I wanna be your dog."
But I want you to be a demigod
Look at my bow wow sitting there
Sniffing scratching without a care
Once upon a lifetime peroxide hair
What a heavy load to bear
What a heavy load to bear
Alcohol, drugs and rock n' roll
Come on doggy doggy let's go for a stroll
Before and after human growl so foul
And now animal and left to howl
A dog in Sweden, a man's best friend
Remember all those trends you set
And now you are a housewive's pet
Sit down bad boy, don't bow wow wow
Drink this milk from the sacred cow
Look at my bow wow sitting there
Sniffing scratching without a care
Once upon a lifetime peroxide hair
What a heavy load to bear
What a heavy load to bear
What no meat?
My bloodthirsty little bow wow
Hypnotised
Another family tree
Remember?
20th Century VIP
You may have been a king
You may have been a queen
You may have been Nehru
I'm sure there were a few smutty little scenes
Smutty little scenes
Hey doggy doggy, hey doggy doggy
Hey doggy doggy, hey hey hey
What a heavy load to bear
What a heavy load to bear !!

song performed by by X-Ray Spex
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Sunday Papers

Mother doesnt go out any more
Just sits at home and rolls her spastic eyes
But every weekend through the door
Come words of wisdom from the world outside
If you want to know about the bishop and the actress
If you want to know how to be a star
If you want to know about the stains on the mattress
You can read it in the sunday papers, sunday papers
Mothers wheelchair stays out in the hall
Why should she go out when the tvs on
Whatever moves beyond these walls
Shell know the facts when sunday comes along
If you want to know about the man gone bonkers
If you want to know how to play guitar
If you want to know about the other suckers
You can read it in the sunday papers, read it in the sunday papers
Sunday papers dont ask no questions
Sunday papers dont get no lies
Sunday papers dont raise objection
Sunday papers dont got no eyes
Brothers heading that way now I guess
He just read something made his face turn blue
Well I got nothing against the press
They wouldnt print it if it wasnt true
If you want to know about the gay politician
If you want to know how to drive your car
If you want to know about the new sex position
You can read it in the sunday papers, read it in the sunday papers
Sunday papers dont ask no questions
Sunday papers dont get no lies
Sunday papers dont raise objection
Sunday papers dont got no eyes
Sunday papers dont ask no questions
Sunday papers dont get no lies
Sunday papers dont raise objection
Sunday papers dont got no eyes
Read all about it, sunday papers

song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Hypocrisy In Christianity

today is Sunday
the one day sunday christians
are off to church

these are the Christians
who are only Christian
one day Sunday a week

Christians for only one day?
one day sunday for a few hours?
sin of Hypocrisy in Christianity?

is one of the most detestable sins
it causes righteous worshippers to stumble
it takes the name of God in vain

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Long Distance Daddy

I didn't make your football game last weekend
I didn't make the one the week before
I didn't see that fumble you recovered
I missed all that and I'm missing so much more

I've never seen the new house where you're living
I never met your friends or seen your school
And I ain't there to help you solve your problems
Or to help you klnow what is and isn't cool

I hope you like that new guitar I got you
I hope it's all you thought that it would be
Maybe someday we can write a song together
And maybe when you play it you'll think of me

I didn't make your football game last weekend
I won't make the one a week from now
But I want you son to know how much I love you
And I hope someday you'll understand it all somehow

poem by Mike Kosman
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poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Well, it was sunday, bloody sunday when the shot the people there.
The cries of thirteen martyrs filled the free derry air.
Is there anyone amongst you dare to blame it on the kids?
Not a soldier boy was bleeding when they nailed the coffin lids!
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Well, you claim to be majority, well, you know that its a lie.
Youre really a minority on this sweet emerald isle.
When stormont bans our marches, theyve got a lot to learn,
Internment is no answer, its those mothers turn to burn.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Hey! yeah!
Yeah!
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
All you anglo pigs and scotties sent to colonise the north,
You wave your bloody union jacks and you know what its worth.
How dare you hold to ransom a people proud and free?
Keep ireland to the irish, put the english back to sea!
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Hey, hey, hey!
Alright!
Ooh -
Yeah!
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Well, its always bloody sunday in the concentration camps.
Keep falls road free forever from the bloody british hands.
Repatriate to britain all of you who call it home,
Leave ireland to the irish not for london or for rome.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday.

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Sunday, Bloody Sunday

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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This Poem is Just a Joke

An Irish duck shooter set off with three friends
All with their dogs and flasks of tea
At the end of the day
The Irishman was a learner and did not bag a single duck
Which he thought was very very bad luck.
The next week when he met his three friends
For another duck shoot
He had a huge catapult in his car boot
“What is the catapult for Paddy? ”
“Oh I know why I didn’t get any ducks last week,
I wasn’t throwing the dog high enough! ”

poem by Ken e Hall
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I Didn't Mean To Turn You

Let you take me out
I knew what you were all about
But when I did
I wasn't tryin' to lead you on

Now you bring me home
And tell me goodnight's
Not enough for you
I'm sorry baby
I didn't mean to turn you on

You read me wrong
I wasn't trying to lead you on
I want a friend
I didn't mean to turn you on

I didn't mean to turn you on

I know you
Expected a one night stand
When I refused
I knew you wouldn't understand

Boy I told you twice
I was only tryin' to be nice
Only tryin' to be nice
Oh
I didn't mean to turn you on
Oh I didn't mean to turn you on

Turn you on

Tell me why should I
Feel guilty cause I won't give
Guilty cause I won't give in
I didn't mean to turn you on

[repeat chorus]

You think that I'm a fool
Cause I wouldn't play by your rules

(I didn't mean to turn you on)

You don't stand a chance
All I want to do is dance with you

(I didn't mean to turn you on)

I told you twice
I was only tryin' to be nice

(I didn't mean to turn you on)

I loved you for a friend
But I guess this is the
End of our relationship
Cause I didn't mean to turn you on

I didn't mean to turn you on
Sorry.

[Repeat]

song performed by by Mariah Carey from Glitter
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This is my doggy dog

This is my doggy dog
Her stubborn skin is thicker than fog
You may ask what breed I feed
Before I put her out on a lead
A Chihuahua and king Charles mixture
She is domestic without cosmetic
Giving love that is magnetic

This is my doggy dog
Fifi - Who has not got her own Blog
Sometimes she gives a cuddly hug
Sometimes she can be painful bug
An underestimated overrated little thug
That tries to take me for a mug
But her spirit is high
For I never seen her cry

This is my doggy dog
Where are my sunglasses?
My Chihuahua blows out a mixture of gases
She gives out poos without going to the loo
Sometimes she may look apologetic
With a face written all over with sympathetic
But her graceful loving is ever so magnetic

This is my doggy dog
My dog can be greedy
My dog can be needy
When she barks, I mumble
When she attacks, I am humble
She reminds me of sweet bees that are bumble
Their neat stings alone can make you stumble

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Didn't Mean To Turn You On

Let you take me out
I knew what you were all about
But when I did
I wasn't tryin' to lead you on

Now you bring me home
And tell me goodnight's
Not enough for you
I'm sorry baby
I didn't mean to turn you on

Chorus:
You read me wrong
I wasn't trying to lead you on
I want a friend
I didn't mean to turn you on
I didn't mean to turn you on

I know you
Expected a one night stand
When I refused
I knew you wouldn't understand

Boy I told you twice
I was only tryin' to be nice
Only tryin' to be nice
Oh
I didn't mean to turn you on
Oh I didn't mean to turn you on

Turn you on

Tell me why should I
Feel guilty cause I won't give
Guilty cause I won't give in
I didn't mean to turn you on

(repeat chorus)

You think that I'm a fool
Cause I wouldn't play by your rules

(I didn't mean to turn you on)

You don't stand a chance
All I want to do is dance with you

(I didn't mean to turn you on)
I told you twice
I was only tryin' to be nice

(I didn't mean to turn you on)

I loved you for a friend
But I guess this is the
End of our relationship
Cause I didn't mean to turn you on

I didn't mean to turn you on
Sorry.

Repeat

song performed by by Mariah Carey
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Cattitude for M'Lady Ernestine

Peace And Propriety

Lazy Day

Lean On Me (Tonight)

Sexy Feline Machine

Snoop Dog, Baby

Cats Loved

Always Another Sunday

Country Letter

Dog In Sweden

Sunday Papers

Hypocrisy In Christianity

Long Distance Daddy

Our Fickle Feline Friends

Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Sunday, Bloody Sunday

This Poem is Just a Joke

I Didn't Mean To Turn You

This is my doggy dog

Didn't Mean To Turn You On

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Related quotes

Cattitude for M'Lady Ernestine

Peace And Propriety

Lazy Day

Lean On Me (Tonight)

Sexy Feline Machine

Snoop Dog, Baby

Cats Loved

Always Another Sunday

Country Letter

Dog In Sweden

Sunday Papers

Hypocrisy In Christianity

Long Distance Daddy

Our Fickle Feline Friends

Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Sunday, Bloody Sunday

This Poem is Just a Joke

I Didn't Mean To Turn You

This is my doggy dog

Didn't Mean To Turn You On

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