by Marc Gunn, November 19, 2004 A poem of longing for the sensual love of two strangers in the night. I kiss your soft lips. My body lies on yours Casually filling the crevices I adore Your body held close. I miss your touch. It’s like a dream from a nap I can barely tell […]
Monthly Archives: December 2004
Tabby Cat Art
My two tabby cats, Tiziano and Torre (aka TnT) were extra frisky last night. I think they were happy I was back from my trip to Georgia. They’ve been getting used to my frequent travels. I, on the other hand, am not. I’m really worried about my tiny tabbys. They need so much attention. Torre […]
Oasis
by Marc Gunn, December 4, 2004 I went out to see live music with a fan the other day. The situation turned out less than pleasing and left me questioning how I should interact with friends and fans. How do we deal with it? We stumble over sand dunes, Lips parched for thirst. You offer […]
Do Virgins Taste Better….no, but pizza does…..
We get ALL kinds of funny stories that revolve around one of our most popular songs, “Do Virgins Taste Better Medley” from our hit Renaissance Festival CD, A Faire To Remember. Recently, I heard this one from Magdalene A story from faire a few years ago. I’m being a little raggedy peasant wench. On the […]
A Cat Named Rover (Lyrics, parody of Gypsy Rover)
by Marc Gunn, December 3, 2004 A parody of the Irish folk song, “Gypsy Rover” for my upcoming Irish Drinking Songs for Cat Lovers CD. It was inspired in part by Johnny Cash’s song, “A Boy Named Sue” and tells the story of a female cat who runs off with a tough cat named Rover. […]
Molly Malone (Lyrics, cat song parody)
by Emilee Rush, December 4, 2004 The great Irish ghost story is reborn as we hear about how Ms. Malone was also very kind to the cats of Dublin. It was written for my Irish Drinking Songs for Cat Lovers CD. In Dublin’s fair city, when I was a kitty, I first cast my gaze […]
Ever Hopeful, More Often Hurting
by Marc Gunn, October 25, 2004 A few weeks back, I had an interesting look at love and the reasons behind some of my past relationships. Ever hopeful, More often hurting. As a child I gave friendship and love with fervor; Only to see it closed behind a cold door. My fraternal love was scoffed, […]
Cat Mystery of the Opposable Thumb
I picked up the scooper and emptied the litterbox into the trash can. It was now clean for use. I then placed the trash can back under the sink, making sure the baby locks would keep out my little tykes. All was good. Then I saw him. Once again, Torre, my grey tabby cat, seemed […]
