I am Tweety Bird with big fat yellow feet. I take orders from a Hummingbird at the red feeder. A cartoon? Please don’t sit and laugh at me.
Why do I have wings? Why do I have fat yellow feet? Guide my faith. Fly to the Basilica to kiss the Senator's lips. See both brothers there.
This morning Sylvester and I are in serious traffic. We want to go swimming, do laps, and then go hide out in the steam room with the steam.
Sylvester wouldn't swim in the pool he ran into the women's dressing room with his red bathing cap doesn't like water such a silly puddy tat
Container ships troll the water for promises as I drive my honey way out to the airport. How can I help but love a warm furry cat who sings?
Maybe not so good. Hummingbird is my spirit guide. She flits outside the door and tells me not to put chicken stock in such things off key.
Syl wants to be an action hero and autograph cars. How can I tell him he's just a cat? In spotty times as these, we all have to face inward.
Wild fires swipe me into submission. Gray water feathers down my back. The Statue of Librty is getting red highlights. So who does her hair?