Another cockroach song!

A cockroach once lived in a cat’s ears
For when the cat was a kitten
It had stumbled upon a hidden lair
And to punish the kitty
The mama cockroach laid an egg
In its ears

From the day that the roach hatched
The kitty’s life was changed for ever
For evil in its stand it was
Whispering to the kitty always
Things like pee on the sofa
Getting it into trouble always

The kitty still had a life of its own
And this started when the roach slept
Eight hours of freedom did it get
And in that eight hours what did the kitty do?
Twas too tired to do anything
It tried to stay awake but its eyes would droop
And soon it too would fall asleep

Sometimes it got up before the roach was up
It tried to tell its master the whole story
It meowed and rubbed against its masters legs
But all that he did was show affection to the kitty
For a couple of minutes and then be on his way

The kitty soon became a cat but
Still controlled by the evil roach in its head
Its master would not forgive its peeing trouble
Anymore as cute
And having researched incontinence so much
Declared that was its problem
And had named her stinky for a reason

For everybody that came along
The cat was so friendly it would meow
Try to tell its poor story
But no one could understand it
All would but pet it and ask
Its master her name
And the master would reply
Well her name is Stinky and the reason u ask?
Is exactly what you think of..

The cat was fed up of being controlled
But what could she do?
She had seeked help from the supposedly greatest
Intelligentsia of the animal kingdom- the humans
But no one had been ever been able to understand her plight
And that was when she met an ant

The ant she befriended when one day the roach slept
Nine hours the roach had been sleeping
Analogous to the cats nine lives you might think
But it had no relation to that

The ant understood at once
What the bad roach had been doing
And valiantly he climbed into her ears
And being the gentleant he did not make a sneak attack
But challenged the roach to a duel

The duel was fought long and hard
And had there not been a fart
From a passing human being which
Was directed directly at the cats face
Which she turned abruptly letting it all
Seep into her ears and not her nose

Like I was saying before
Had it not been for that fart
The battle would have been longer and harder
But this one random event
Killed the tired roach for
It was not fast enough in covering its nose
From this toxic event

The ant climbed out victorious
The befuddled cat impressed
She cried in gratitude to the ant
But the ant being a gentleant
Took no advantage of the situation but said
I will be on my way oh fair cat
And someday you will show the same compassion
That I have shown today

The color Red

The color red is so beautiful
But then I do not understand
Why is the color of blood so gory?
Tell me oh sacred one why?

Is it due to the hemoglobin?
But then that is the carrier of life
Is it not?
Oh sacred one please tell me so

The pigments that cause it to be of the same
Have the same chemical as any other pigment
And yet when someone stabs you in the heart
And the blood oozes out
God it is so gory… sacred one
Please tell me to fear not

Now there are two ways the heart can be stabbed..
By the knife of a surgeon which is bearable
Because you are already high on drugs
But the other unbearable
Oh sacred on please tell that neigh to happen

Lets talk about that
You might ask me why is it so painful
Because in this case you guessed it
The cause is a woman
The stab comes without you knowing it
And you may try the same solution
Of drugging yourself against this unseen wound
But it is two late aint it

You weren’t pre-drugged so to say
And that oh sacred one was the cause
The root cause and I aint talking bout no trees
If you wanna correlate the roots
Beetroot is red too but a different kind of red
And to be politically correct I would say “Native root”
Rather than racially discriminate against the different color red

And too think all this started with the color red…

Goofy would be proud of me

The last five weeks I have been embarrassing myself more than ever in public. Every time I think I cannot better this I somehow manage to do so. Here’s the top five:

5) The first time I have friends in my new ride.. I back straight into a scooter that is parked behind me. Ppl start doubting I even know how to drive..:(

4) As I leave Minneapolis I stop for one last lunch. Leaving the place I back straight into a car parked behind me and to top it all it has a couple sitting inside totally flabbergasted!

3) In the place where I had lunch I drop coffee all over the table and when the waitress gets there I apologize so sheepishly that she starts laughing out so loud that I am even more embarrassed.

2) it’s a Saturday and I am coming out of a post office feeling real peachy and I walk straight into a glass barrier ( just like the saint Gobain add) and almost break my nose. Everybody in there looks at me with pity and horror and thinks I for one am surely on drugs.

1) I think that lunch hour is included in the 8 hour working day. APPARENTLY NOT!

Cats!!

One of the many things I miss from migrating to the US are my cats. I raised three kittens and had gotten so close to them that I was treating them like my son and daughters. A few days ago when I got back from office (yes even I find it hard to believe that I have a 8-5 job now!), it was raining, pardon the pun, but-- cats and dogs. As I ran into my apartment building I saw a cat sitting under a car at the opposite end of the parking lot. I bent down to get a look and smiled at it and walked into my apartment.

The next day when I got back from office and I got otta my car, to my surprise I found her waiting for me. She came running to me meowing in full might, just as my kittens did when I got back from college. I lifted my leg as I would to my kittens and she did the same thing walked around me in circles meowing all the while and rubbing her head ferociously against my shoes. And then showing her head to me as if to say go ahead pet me. I was overcome by a joy that I had missed all this time. I let her pet me for the next fifteen minutes before I bid her adieu. Now if only women were that easy!!