Burlesque Beauty
posted by Woodsy
Today, I am "making a tawdry burlesque of the blog" by writing about my cat, Magi.
Magi is bored and she is whiny. It seems that she wants:
- a play date with Clint Eastwood,
- (sex) toys like Bazel's,
- the kind of infamy that Duncan exudes,
- a quilt and mutual licking with Freya,
- a sugar daddy to cuddle with like Ti-gris has, and
- to be immortalized in one of Coyote's
recipespoems.
Labels:
cat blogging,
defiance,
Metablogging
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8 comments:
Clint Eastwood would love to have Magi come over and play. He says it would make his day.
I'm not sure Coyote is into "on-demand" poems, especially about felines. My effort falls well below his able standard but here goes, Magi:
Generous, sloping, soft
On display
My belly proudly greets the morning
Letting all know that I am
A cat
Good to know you have my back, IO.
On-demand recipes, on the other hand...
Robyn, she is checking her Blackberry calendar as I type this...
IO, you brought a tear to her eyes... what a sweet poem.
Coyote, stick your drooling tongue back in and tuck those nasty paws in your pockets... she'll be no dirty dogs repast!
I resent the implication that I have pockets...
Magi looks like she has quite the appetite.....
Coyote, seemed like a nicer way to describe the sagging folds that are appearing in your once oh so sleek canine physique...
Nursmyra, in the summer she gets all skinny from carousing all night with the local celebrity cats...
I see. So. Was it something I said?
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