I am by no means a writer, definitely a reader of Poetry,
and this is a collection of things that touched me
somewhere!


PUSSYCAT, PUSSYCAT,
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?

Pussycat, pussycay,
where have you been?
Licking your lips
with your whiskers so clean?
Pussycat, pussycat,
purring and pudgy..
Pussycat, pussycat....
"WHERE IS OUR BUDGIE"?

Max Fatcher


Narcisistic, was written and is used here
with the kind permission of my wyrde friend
'Tigerlilie'

NARCISISTIC

I'm so in love with myself
I no longer see you
I seek you out to make me feel
Because you make me real
It's bleak & bitter , but true
That I'm narcissistic to the core
All those little things I do for you
Is so that you'll give me more

(c) 1999 Tigerlilie









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