Tommorrow comes CAT
I'm cool, I'm relaxed, I'm prepared, and I'm all geared up. Tommorrow comes the CAT, and indeed a fateful day for me. Don't have much to say (or write rather), but my feelings now are aptly summed up in this poem by Mr. nonedone.
You're Mine
by Nonedone
She looms under the horizon,
It's just about sunrise,
How'd I get myself into this position?
I'm a prisoner of my own device.
But what's done is done,
Egos and hopes battered,
She had me on the run,
And I almost forgot what mattered.
But now it's time to claw back,
To recover potential unfullfilled,
To rise up among the pack,
of hungry pigs all about to be killed.
This time you better run,
This time you better hide,
This Sunday, all will be won!
And this Sunday, you'll be mine, feline!"
Adios fellas.....and beware feline.
You're Mine
by Nonedone
She looms under the horizon,
It's just about sunrise,
How'd I get myself into this position?
I'm a prisoner of my own device.
But what's done is done,
Egos and hopes battered,
She had me on the run,
And I almost forgot what mattered.
But now it's time to claw back,
To recover potential unfullfilled,
To rise up among the pack,
of hungry pigs all about to be killed.
This time you better run,
This time you better hide,
This Sunday, all will be won!
And this Sunday, you'll be mine, feline!"
Adios fellas.....and beware feline.
Dumped by styleguy @ 10:49 PM
2 Comments:
You're very kind
hey...i posted this on pagalguy...
Post a Comment
<< Home