A Little Caturday Fun playing with the famous poem "The Spider and The Fly" by Mary Howitt 1829
The Spider and The Cat
“Good morning, my darling love”. said the Spider to the Cat;
Don't be frightened by my skinny, spidery legs and all of that.
These hairy limbs surely will give you a tiny tickle;
When I scurry across your back, you'll be in such a pickle.
Go away, go away! said the pussycat; your not my kinda of chap:
I'm unto all your flattery and your spooky, kooky, trap.
Saturday, February 23, 2019
The Spider and The Cat
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*** Sir Arthur Conan Doyle ***
*** Sir Christopher Lee ***
~ Turn of the Screw ~
WE WERE SOLDIERS
Twilight at Sea
The Twilight Hours like birds flew by,
As lightly and as free;
Ten thousand stars were in the sky,
Ten Thousand on the sea;
For every wave with dimpled face,
That leaped upon the air,
Had caught a star in its embrace,
And held it trembling there.
Amelia Coppuck Welby
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