The Romp Pomp Bunter is a Curious Cat:
If you give him a toy, he would prefer a bottle cap,
If you offer him a play, he would rather sit by the window atop,
If you feed him a chicken pate, he wants a tuna fillet.
The Romp Pomp Bunter is a Green-Eyed Beast:
He wants you to be with him when you don’t,
He wants to eat what you eat when he shouldn’t,
He wants to play with you when you can’t.
The Romp Pomp Bunter is a Timid Kitten:
He would startle at the drop of a needle,
He would tremble at the sounds of rain,
He would tremor when birds flap the wings.
Yes, the Romp Pomp Bunter is a Curious Cat,
And there’s no use in changing him anyway.
For he will do so as he does so, and that’s that,
And there’s nothing you can do about it!
Tag: Poetry
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The Song of the Romp Pomp Bunter
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Illusion of the Heart
The illusion comes in sweetness
cascading the fluffy softness
into the wilted hollow valleys
pathed with withered grasses
where her soul in tears roams.
The sudden felicity of warmth
Covers her hardened heart
With a ray of hope in mirth
Fluttering in the air like a ghost
Flitting in the flowery heath.
But the time is up and gone
And the sky becomes gray
And clouds the valleys anon,
Deserting her soul in misery,
In the cycle of betrayal alone, again. -
space odyssey
The screen of the universe
Is a magnificent film noir
Starring the stellar stars:
The methane lakes of Titan
The acidic clouds of Venus
The violet radiations of Mars
The frozen moons of Jupiter
In the cinema of Space Odyssey.
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The Call of the Wild
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friends in loneliness
Looking out the window,
What does he see?
A little chubby sparrow
Twittering on the roof
in his cheerful vivacity
like a new good buddy
with an invitation to play
in their shared curiosity
of each other in loneliness. -
Tiger and Fish
Hope comes in blue wonder
Flapping its tails of vigor,
Little Tiger wonders in silence
If he can touch the brilliance.






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