My Manx Cat ( With Claws )

She Was An Impudent Little Red Head Minx

From Manx With A Sharp Chengey ny Mayrey ,

Imprudent In Her Speech , With Cat's Claws

For Men From Mann , Yet Expressed Her Oral

Felinity With Me , And Asked Me To Inscribe

Ogham Down Her Back , With My Finger In

A Woad Be Me , Threat If I Missed A Letter ;


When She Was Feeling Blue , She Handed Me

Her Favorite Witching Tool , Etched Wit Symbolry

And Line And Spiral , Stained with Dusky Age , And

With The Smile Only The Old Irish Can Pull Out Of

A Hollow Hill Of Faery , Punned Me Like A Pooka ,

Sayin' : " I Got A Bone To Pict Wit' You "...



And Walked Down To The Sea , With Her Dog , Dagda ,

Chanting And Incanting Songs Of Manannan , And

Carrying Her Wand Of Casting , To Lay It Down And

Tell Me It Was A Line Not To Be Crossed...For Now


When She Wanted To Make Love all Night , She Goaded

Me , Asking Me , If I Was A Celt , Or A Sissy...That Got Me

Fire Going , And We Re - Peated It As Much As Needed...

Or Desired As The Fires Consumed Us In Lust , And Our

Pleasure For Good Measure...