Friday, July 24, 2009

To an Ascetic Friend Who Won't Marry


I have a friend in Isloo
Who's fond of rats
Quite unusual, ain't it no?
Usually girls are afraid of rats
for they like to dig burrows
and hide themselves in
swim in water
climb over things
Oh, yes, they love pusses
they purr, whiz and whirr
rub their body against yours
love you so dearly
want to be loved clearly
they climb up your lap
even lick from your hand the sap
they feel so good
to run your hands on
Oh, my friend in Isloo must be mad
to detest pusses and love rats
what unusual pleasure does he get
from playing with something not a pet?
He surely must be crazy then
unlike leeward going men
who are all for the charming puss
and leave the rats to scare damsels.

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