Never Knew That, It's Island Of The Cat!
Did you know that there was a real island where cats rule? I guess the poor dog does drool. There they have a nice rule that is fine by this fool. No mutts allowed. I guess butt sniffers aren't welcome in the kitty crowd.
In Tashirojima, Japan,
It seems all are a cat fan.
There cats run free,
Mating with glee.
They outnumber humans ten to one.
Not even one snip snip is done.
I guess they believe cats are good luck.
Those vet bills must be more than a buck.
But the residents pay,
When the cats are in dismay.
I guess Betsy isn't the only one,
Who is outnumbered under her sun.
Those whole island is theirs,
Island full of purrs.
I hear they also get much fish.
That has to be a tasty dish.
Even cat houses for those,
Who wish to go and strike a pose.
You could visit and get many fleas.
I bet they would sure bite your knees.
Could make a killing though,
Selling something thrilling at your show.
No, not that no mutts allowed.
Although that could draw a crowd.
You could sell one and all,
On going to this great hall.
Pussy Island is the place to be.
I bet many who travel across the sea.
They may not like it when there.
Unless they are tired of sheep at their lair.
Yeah, I went there.
Don't give me a glare.
You could fool many I bet,
As a pussy cat they aren't looking to pet.
Could get you tons of dough.
Make sure they can't find you though.
Although the cats may not like it.
They may be scared of their fit.
So best to just sit and stare,
As all on Pussy Island don't have a care.
Oh the cat jut had to do it. There all the cats sit. Not sure i would like that many at my sea. They'd be hanging from every tree. The cat hates that other place. Only one other one allowed in my space. So yeah I'll let you go and give them bass as I stay home with mylittle rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

In Tashirojima, Japan,
It seems all are a cat fan.
There cats run free,
Mating with glee.
They outnumber humans ten to one.
Not even one snip snip is done.
I guess they believe cats are good luck.
Those vet bills must be more than a buck.
But the residents pay,
When the cats are in dismay.
I guess Betsy isn't the only one,
Who is outnumbered under her sun.
Those whole island is theirs,
Island full of purrs.
I hear they also get much fish.
That has to be a tasty dish.
Even cat houses for those,
Who wish to go and strike a pose.
You could visit and get many fleas.
I bet they would sure bite your knees.
Could make a killing though,
Selling something thrilling at your show.
No, not that no mutts allowed.
Although that could draw a crowd.
You could sell one and all,
On going to this great hall.
Pussy Island is the place to be.
I bet many who travel across the sea.
They may not like it when there.
Unless they are tired of sheep at their lair.
Yeah, I went there.
Don't give me a glare.
You could fool many I bet,
As a pussy cat they aren't looking to pet.
Could get you tons of dough.
Make sure they can't find you though.
Although the cats may not like it.
They may be scared of their fit.
So best to just sit and stare,
As all on Pussy Island don't have a care.
Oh the cat jut had to do it. There all the cats sit. Not sure i would like that many at my sea. They'd be hanging from every tree. The cat hates that other place. Only one other one allowed in my space. So yeah I'll let you go and give them bass as I stay home with mylittle rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.
Published on December 27, 2013 03:00
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