Wholly-Wolly, Howly-Owly, Wednesday

 

 

Friday's Fools of Twits Whoo-Whoo

Fusby Foozle

Fusby Foozle was a complete and utter doozle

He worn a striped shirt when he set out to work

And dabbed his paint stick on his snoozle.  

A felonious twit who swquarked a fair bit

Which hardly found favour or perk

He sits in a cage in a terrible rage

Unless fed all the day - what a berk!

Flirty Fleer

Fastidious Flirty Fleer
Would preen herself and sneer
At any who would feather fluff her day
Though sharp and very glam
Twas all mere toot and flam
But impressive all the same, that display.


 

Sunday Felines, Feeling Quite Fine

Two Cats

Conscious infuses

With wary muses

On softly treading toes –

I know not where she goes.

Curious now stares 

With artful repairs

Homeward with an unsung song in her throat

And, as if blessed, a sparkle in her coat.