There once was a cat in a sack,
That thought it knew where it was at,
It thought the whole world,
Was in that dark swirl,
Of Hessian; what a sad cat.
Hat Cat Hat
There once was a man with a hat,
Who wanted to have a pet cat,
So he called his hat cat,
Then gave it a pat,
The hat he thinks is a cat.
What ever happened to individuality?
What ever happened to individuality? It seems society has become insistent on mimicking those around them, especially who we consider as being better than or having more than us. Why? The fingerprints on our fingers tell us that we are all unique. We have our own paths in this life but for some reason the paths next to us seem a lot better. I don’t believe this to be true.
Cat Hat
There once was a man with a cat,
Who wanted to get a new hat,
So he grabbed the poor cat,
Just where it was at,
Now the cat is his hat, it’s a fact.
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MIAFRA
Miafra, the evil.
“It was incredibly easy for Miafra to influence those less gifted than himself. Just his appearance would cause an awed hush anywhere he appeared. A tall, dark-skinned man, with bald head that held the blackest of eyes, so black they seemed more akin to holes than something to see with, standing erect and proud in a long, dark coloured cloak that sported hood that denied any curious person the chance of seeing his facially expression always demanded respect. Whenever Miafra spoke, he promised those listening to him a world where everyone would be equal, a world where everyone’s powers would be equal – a world of eternal summer, he promised them Summerland. Miafra’s words brought out what had lain hidden, asleep in the populace of Onisha for over five hundred years – their greed.
Black and Blue
Black and blue, so sore, I say,
Castleknock Henry, I saw today,
He did not like it, me visiting him,
Whopped my arse and made it sting.
I tried to calm him, make us friends,
It enraged him more, not make amends,
He spat and scratched and punched me hard,
I retreated fast fighting a rear guard
