(((((((Dawn and Jack)))))))
Gilbert and Sullivan: Poor Wandering One
Poor wandering one,
You come to us as a stray,
But take your ease,
Will help brush your cares away!
If I can help thee feel fine,
If things get rough,
I’ll simply poof,
You can take heart, take mine!
Take heart, the danger is o’er
Take heart, that’s what it is for,
Take heart, new days will shine, take any heart, take mine!
Take heart, and meet all the Orb,
Take heart, new days and new hours,
Take any heart, take ours!
I once read that Karen Carpenter had a range of four octaves, but as we all know her lower range was the most important.
Meanwhile, on the Nile
Queen Catshepsut the Golden: I see you have brought the season’s first pumpkin spice harvest, my Royal Procurers.
Alice-Ata: Yes we bring you spices from you don’t want to know.
Puckmosis: I notice there are some leaves with the boxes.
The Queen: They seem to be native to the region where the spices are procured.
Puckmosis:I always get the urge to chase after them.
Elvis-Anum: Those things can be dangerous, Puck! Let me take them. I’ll dispose of them properly.
Alice-Ata: Of course Elvis wouldn’t be keeping those leaves for himself.
I knew you would predict that.
Mamas and the Papas: California Dreamin’
All the leaves come down
And the sky is gray
Puck is ready there
To bat them all away
Watching leaves all swarm
Falling harder each day
No time for cats dreaming
On such an autumn day
At the window sill
Puck and Goldie wait
Hundreds of falling leaves
All meet their autumn fate!
You know some kitties like to know
The leaves aren’t gonna stay
It’s time for cats dreaming
On such an autumn day!
We’re all safe and warm
Puck tries to keep it that way
Then it’s time for cat dreaming
A Golden Oldie: Bye Bye Blackbird
Pack up all my bags and go
To the South, not too slow
Bye ’til springtime
Miami beach waits for me
Orlando, too, wait and see
Donning now my mouse ears and bikini,
Got my raft and surf board for Miami
Stop at power lines along the way
I’ll arrive in a few days,
’Til spring, bye bye
John Denver: Thank God I’m a Country Boy
Well life in the Pink House is kinda laid back
Ain’t nothing my cat friends and family lack
Nap all day then run around the track
Thank Cat I’m a Pink House cat!
Well some extra kibble never did me no harm
And right down the road is Burt and Baba’s farm
Even the Robber Mice have their kind of charm,
Thank Cat I’m a Pink House Cat!
Well I’ve got me a sunbeam, I’ve got lots of kibble
The farmer kids put out plenty to nibble,
And who are any of us to go and quibble?
There’s ham and bacon that the Woman cooks,
And sometimes I talk to Bea about books,
There’s the news to broadcast, hope it’s better than it looks,
Now I have to come up with an Egyptian name for Iggy. What do you think his vocation should be?
Sending prayers and good thoughts.