Showing posts with label Violence. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Violence. Show all posts

Monday, June 29, 2009

Unpredictable Ways

(to Mysterious Ways)

Kitty take a walk
At the sound of her food
See her slink on by
Displaying some 'tude
She's got you trained really good
Eating what she feels
While you're filling her plate
She's plotting her next five meals...
Look

Cat nipping
She'll make you crawl
See her stare
When you
Toss the ball

She won't bite, not tonight, it's all right
She has unpredictable ways
She won't bite, oh all right, she'll bite
She has unpredictable ways
O-o-oh

Kitty take a nap
While it thunders and it rains
If a bomb should go off
She won't be phased
Though she looks like a child
Her love lasts just a while
And when she's had enough
Her claws can rip through clay tile
Hide your arms boy

She's the queen
She knows the weak
You're the mark,
And she's the four legged thief
Yeah

She won't fight, late at night, it's all right
She has unpredictable ways
Oh all right, she might fight, tonight
She has unpredictable ways
Yeah
I'm alright, no not quite, she bites
She drew blood, ruined my night
Huh.

One day she will look... back
And she will see... where
Litter fell... now
The foul smell... while
You just stand there
You could scoop out that moment
While you get queasy

She will fight, she will bite, that's right
She has unpredictable ways
It's not right, it's not right, not right
She has unpredictable ways
O-o-oh
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©2009 Warren Baker
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Friday, May 29, 2009

Likely in the Woods

(to the tune Hungry Like the Wolf)
My elbows are bent, and the knees are apart
The head is centered, my friends cringe in the cart
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
I swing so softly and the ball flies away
The sun it blinds me, turning day into grey
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo

I divot the ground
I'm on the hunt I'm after you
I hear a small sound, I hear it fall down.
And it’s likely in the woods.
I can’t take my time behind there’s a line
I'm on the hunt I'm after you.
This ball I won’t find, won’t walk through those vines
Cos’ it’s likely in the woods.
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Lost in the forest and no way to see
The brush is thicker than I’d like it to be
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
My friends are putting, saying just drop the ball
Determination enters before the fall
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo

I crawl on the ground
You little ball I'm after you
I hear a strange sound. Is that a snake that I found?
And it’s likely in the woods.
I make a beeline to a cart that’s not mine
I cry that the snake will eat you too.
Mouth has gone dry, I’m shaking inside
No need to find what’s in the woods.

My ball is in the woods.
A snake is in the woods.
I won’t go in the woods.

Dropping the ball now I’ve seen it all
It bounces higher than it should
I hear that same sound. A ball rolling down
And it’s likely in the woods.
And here’s the rub as I throw out the clubs
I am ticked off, I’m feeling blue
In the lake they did fly, those clubs that weren't mine.
I was aiming at the woods.
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©2009 Warren Baker
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