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Runnin', really runnin' I sit here, lookin' at my loose skinned animals just lyin' there. And I think, (as is my way), "How lucky they are just lyin' there with nothing to do." Oh yes. Well I know for certain the cats are always doin' just what they wanna do. They intersect with me at the food bowl, at their, (you know), leisure. The dog, on the other hand, (She's a Pharoh Hound), that's right, She's curled up in the big green arm chair. And she's dreamin' about runnin' across Abysinian deserts chasin' long legged antelopes in the hot shifty sands. And she's runnin', And she's runnin', really runnin', and I wake her up, and she's back here curled up in the big green arm chair. And then I get the disconcerting thought, "When was the last time I was runnin', runnin', really runnin' ?" Maybe I've been curled up here in the big green arm chair, You know, Domesticated, Dreamin'. And my skin sure as hell ain't loose.
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May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 8:53 PM UTC
Runnin', Really Runnin'
Runnin', really runnin' I sit here, lookin' at my loose skinned animals just lyin' there. And I think, (as is my way), "How lucky they are just lyin' there with nothing to do." Oh yes. Well I know for certain the cats are always doin' just what they wanna do. They intersect with me at the food bowl, at their, (you know), leisure. The dog, on the other hand, (She's a Pharoh Hound), that's right, She's curled up in the big green arm chair. And she's dreamin' about runnin' across Abysinian deserts chasin' long legged antelopes in the hot shifty sands. And she's runnin', And she's runnin', really runnin', and I wake her up, and she's back here curled up in the big green arm chair. And then I get the disconcerting thought, "When was the last time I was runnin', runnin', really runnin' ?" Maybe I've been curled up here in the big green arm chair, You know, Domesticated, Dreamin'. And my skin sure as hell ain't loose.
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May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 8:53 PM UTC
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