Born on the wrong side of today


Rein broken in order done

Dream of feet in time past

As man is second to none

Is cleansed by rain at last


Steps skip first second no crime

Grow for growth comes of toil

Walk distinct loses no time

Look back to grandma Poil

Seek nourishment his face turns

No respite along the coil


Why and what obedience

It is no cat on the fence


Another look at guile

Is absolute lack of style




It cannot be philosophy

If files be rearranged or style

You really do swing from the tree

Hear water notes for a mile


Looks of superiors shun

Pre-assignation of time

Solation or solution

Not in a game, place sublime

Though he seeks absolution

Crushes the neck commits the crime


Big cat respectful here

Rejoins after elixir


Cat rat leave town together

Cannot stand fishy weather