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Poetry stuff

I’ve been reading again!

The humans have decided to ‘broaden their minds’ and have just taken some poetry books out of the library – scary concept really given that they seldom manage more than the local paper and the latest Kim Kardashain nonsense in the Daily Mail but, hey, who am I to have a go at them? As long as it does not result in them spending hours reading poetry to me I’m cool with it.

So I’ve been having a look at one of the books and I kinda like this poem. It’s called the Owl and the Pussy Cat, do you want a bit of it? OK, here we go –

The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
“O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!

I’ve been thinking about a life on the ocean waves. I think it would be fun on a posh cruise liner, you know, the sort of thing that is bigger than a football pitch with ten different restaurants and all sorts of stuff going on all day long. I could cause lots of havoc on one of those. This boat sounds a lot smaller. Like a rowing boat or a canoe. Not much scope for exploring on a canoe. I’m not sure about the ‘pea green’ boat colour scheme either. Makes me think I may get sea sick, I might match the boat!

And what is the point of going off to sea with just honey? What about the posh cat food, biscuits, and other important stuff?

And what good is a five pound note when you are floating around lost in the middle of the Atlantic? Much better to take one of the plastic money cards which you can use anywhere and hope some sort of floating shop comes by.

And an owl! I ask you, an owl? What sort of company would that be – especially if the silly bird kept singing and hooting all day long.

So I’ve given this my full consideration and I’ve decided that it has to be the luxury cruise or nothing for me. This Edward Lear guy has some strange ideas in my opinion. I bet he never went to sea with an owl, or some honey or …


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