My Little Pussy Cat
My Little pussy cat
To you she might be just some bird
But I listen to what she says
And I hear every word
They help me through my darker days
I used to swim around the town
It really was my ocean deep
But each fish I found
Was no more than a bite to eat
no longer chasing the wild goose
So I'll keep hold of what ive got
Shackles gone, broken loose
My heart for her is oh so hot
When you actually love someone
You show it them and they give back
Don't care where she's come from
coz shes my little pussy cat
Yeah she's my little pussy cat..
poem by Gareth Simpson
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
