04-02-2015, 11:45 AM
^^^ ha, love that one
Rupert the Lesser is More
Bravado and beauty are not my forte.
I shiver, slink, won't meet your eye
and hide away when you're awake.
I bow my head and wait my turn,
just nibble and be grateful.
But when at last I am set free
from my life's love, my buddy boy,
my world turns upside down and fear
is swallowed as I run this town.
I'm king of my domain.
I brave the weather (when I can)
and lay my scent to property.
I strut my stuff and stake my claim,
each treetop and each lap is mine.
As I turn gray, I'm handsome.
Rupert the Lesser is More
Bravado and beauty are not my forte.
I shiver, slink, won't meet your eye
and hide away when you're awake.
I bow my head and wait my turn,
just nibble and be grateful.
But when at last I am set free
from my life's love, my buddy boy,
my world turns upside down and fear
is swallowed as I run this town.
I'm king of my domain.
I brave the weather (when I can)
and lay my scent to property.
I strut my stuff and stake my claim,
each treetop and each lap is mine.
As I turn gray, I'm handsome.
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