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LITTLE BUT WITH A BIG DREAM
ALONE
Hour after hour,
day after day,
and week after week;
he was curled up
and all alone remembering
the good old days
when he was alert,
filled with passion and
invitations from others,
more in a day than he
could handle; yet the
dream was still alive but
promised very little reality,
Bystanders still noticed
him, a few touched and
said, "What a cute little
old pussy cat." No,
they didn't know he was
a Tom Cat still on the prowl;
little but with big dreams;
maybe the next stroker will
take him home...
Are YOU interested in
a little Tom Cat with BIG dreams;
maybe even an old pussy cat
with big dreams,
Hour after hour,
day after day,
and week after week;
he was curled up
and all alone remembering
the good old days
when he was alert,
filled with passion and
invitations from others,
more in a day than he
could handle; yet the
dream was still alive but
promised very little reality,
Bystanders still noticed
him, a few touched and
said, "What a cute little
old pussy cat." No,
they didn't know he was
a Tom Cat still on the prowl;
little but with big dreams;
maybe the next stroker will
take him home...
Are YOU interested in
a little Tom Cat with BIG dreams;
maybe even an old pussy cat
with big dreams,
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