Friday, 2 August 2013

Been Farrened

Outlaw cat man

space prowler

tail high

shoots his star gun

for Bardot eyes

she wears shades

shot of Jack

capital leather letters

from the boot up

claws on guard

flying spurs

left a scratch tag

gate swung easy

departure lounge

don't wanna dodge under

scene watch

kick the last one over

he said speak like the beat

a can rolling

down the street

he's out of our time

out for the night

cat spin

the wheel show

firework keeper

a bite for my pretty

I could drink you up


bold type



the cats whisker

studded silver

cat's gone bird

from big city launch pad

he took a tongue full of fire

in one

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