posted on May 1, 2011 at 8:05 pm

see sick

oh my

kitten kaboodle

you made me laugh in the middle of next week

right out the other side of my face

into the softest night now you can run free

down by the sure thing

around the square

feline made a beeline

kitten kaboodle with a little poodle

kitten not smitten merely bitten

ooh a big red car gonna run you over there

you think i care?

theres a nice honest mouse that lives in that house

i bet he tastes nice (if you like fucking mice)

he licks up your tears

maybe after years n years n years n years

and after many many beers

he’ll appear not so queer

its hilariously sad

so sanely mad

so goodly bad

transparently obvious

obviously transparent

he shower you with gift

oh brother he smother you with love

he take you to bondi vet

he give you anything i bet

he’ll gobble the morsels you chuck him

all you gotta do is……

oh well theres always a catch

close yer kitty eyes ( he’s half yer size)

think of england natch

it wont take too long

not like his song

that seems to go on n on n on n on

at night if you can still get out

i bet you soon out n about

looking for a much bigger rat kitty kat

and now

thats that!

 

 

 

 

21 Responses to “kitten kaboodle”

  1. avatar
    eekie | 1 May 2011 at 8:33 pm #

    Meow!

    I do so love you, Steve!

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    Anonymous | 1 May 2011 at 9:14 pm #

    Nice one sk

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    Christine | 1 May 2011 at 9:23 pm #

    I love this!!!!!!!!!!!

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    Anonymous | 1 May 2011 at 10:51 pm #

    Kitty’s got you wrapped and that’s that! 😉

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    Steven Krut | 2 May 2011 at 12:20 am #

    Wait! Did that mouse do what I think he did? LOL

    Steve, I bet you could do a fantastic cover of this song:

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=52_aCVBFlkE

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    veleska1970 | 2 May 2011 at 3:39 am #

    LOL LOL LOL!!!

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 2 May 2011 at 4:48 am #

    If I would not know any better, I would swear that you are enjoying having the kitty around.
    I really miss my boy Taylor he was the coolest kat there was. He definitely was a reincarnation of someone special because he thought that he ruled the kingdom, and actually he did.

    AsAlways,
    Darrin K.

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    Once | 2 May 2011 at 6:23 am #

    I read this at 3 in the morning yesterday/today and found it, coupled with the photo, so dark and chilling (and it struck a dissonant yet true chord with me for reasons which I won’t elaborate on) that I got scared and went to bed!

    In the light of true day, it’s an incredibly good poem, evilly succinct in delivery, yet ultimately merciful in result…wait – isn’t that somewhat “god-like??”…I’d at least call it “evolved”.

    I am coming to know this type of writing as “Stevil”. It’s totally unique, you and only you, and that (for lack of a better word) rocks.

    It’s no wonder that we’re here reading, somehow it’s always a (cerebral) celebration, we’re lucky to have this.

    Last night I kept thinking atone = at/one, but I can’t remember why now. Oh well. I’ll let that one germinate and grow.

    =^,,^=

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    queenhatshepsut | 2 May 2011 at 7:38 am #

    Meow indeed! Has kitty been bad??

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    Ess | 2 May 2011 at 9:27 am #

    Glad I didn’t read this before I went to bed last night or I would have dreamt different dreams
    Makes me remember Kings Cross in Sydney in the 70s and 80s
    Of a teenage girl running too free, too fast
    Of feline innocence
    betrayed by fat rats
    watched by fat cats
    lured to nice abodes
    with dawn breaking toads
    Too few to trust
    For a girl with life’s lust
    And offers of trips
    Of marriage
    Of lives
    Of vet bills paid
    a game she could never play
    With men who never knew her array

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    bionicanna | 2 May 2011 at 11:56 am #

    truly disturbing pic! if a panthera looked at me like that, i’d know i was a gonner, despite the thick glass between us.

    wherever kitties may roam, they mend hearts and break hearts, even their own.

    my camille loves sarah brightman. i’ve started a pandora channel just for her taste, and i’m starting to like it too.

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    Karen | 2 May 2011 at 12:05 pm #

    lol Donna you knocked the kitty right on the head..( not that Id condone that sort of thing I have a kitty..)

    I liked the after many many beers line the best..

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    Lara | 2 May 2011 at 1:49 pm #

    🙂 “Thinking of England” just met the bestiary. Take that, Aesop!

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    . | 2 May 2011 at 8:26 pm #

    once upon a moon, the blue fin man told me the history of his world
    a long, long time ago when all the young blue fin girls and boys
    slept inside the milky tears of the blue fin gods and blue fin birds
    who breathed life into a single blue particle and it all began to unfurl
    one piece, one beat, one life, all the things you never heard of
    the invisible equations you’ll never see, the blue prints for the love
    integral to their propagation, the bonding agent, the true lifeblood
    to sustain itself through the pain and afflictions, death and drugde
    a perfect orb, beautiful and lush, filled with blue and honest words
    written for one and all to see, a haven that cannot be disturbed
    a perpendicular universe for us who exist in time and hours, twenty four
    to be exact, but don’t worry, we’ll have plenty of space to explore
    the dormant portions of our brains that will unlock the closed doors
    to a greater portion of your existence that we’ve never known before
    so said the blue fin man unto me when I questioned him more and more
    kitty’s cat tail across my face, time to get up and go to work…

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    plumlady | 2 May 2011 at 10:37 pm #

    I bet you awoke to step into a regurgitated hairball, turd or dead mouse…that would inspire me to write a poem like this. Hope all is well with you, the girls and poor kitty.

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    Heather daydream | 2 May 2011 at 11:19 pm #

    << coughs

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    Kraig | 3 May 2011 at 6:49 pm #

    My cat Cosmo will love this!!!!!!! I read it to him and he somehow wanted a treat, and isn’t good with mice, but he let me know one time about some mice, and i had to chase them out myself! Good ole Cosmo, not much of a mouser, but a rouser and loves my trousers!

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    hellbound heart | 3 May 2011 at 7:18 pm #

    love the photo……loving the alien

    love always…

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    Freddie | 6 May 2011 at 11:28 pm #

    You’re a strange fellow.


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