06-30-2012, 12:03 PM
I saw a cat outside today,
a’lying in a tree,
draped loose across a branch asleep,
or maybe I’m deceived.
He fools me when he’s lying there,
just like a lump of lead,
I think him snoozing, in a sleep,
just like a cat what’s dead.
Then from the sky, a bird will fly,
a’lookin very smart,
then quick as a flash of a lightening bolt,
there’s claws through birdie's heart.
Written in 1975
a’lying in a tree,
draped loose across a branch asleep,
or maybe I’m deceived.
He fools me when he’s lying there,
just like a lump of lead,
I think him snoozing, in a sleep,
just like a cat what’s dead.
Then from the sky, a bird will fly,
a’lookin very smart,
then quick as a flash of a lightening bolt,
there’s claws through birdie's heart.
Written in 1975
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.