cliché ~ the cat's meow cliché is when what came to be
a ray of light, half-blinded thee
by stabbing ‘neath thy shadowed lid;
soon thou couldst grasp a tail once hid...
With
'Cat's Pajamas' on thy tongue
thou'd spread it forth with joy among
compatriots, who’d shout it too.
Alack, thy phrase took wing and flew...
across the seas of time until
t'was slobbered daily in the swill
of pubs and bars and on the street
where even urchins would repeat
its flick’ring light, near no one sees...
for grey has brought it to its knees
to crawl among the vermin now,
avoided like the cat’s meow.
© MLee Dickens'son 23 May 2007 Quote:Previous:
cliché is when what used to be
a ray of light near blinded thee
by stabbing through thy shadowed lid
‘til thou couldst see what had been hid
and thou couldst barely hold thy tongue
from speaking it aloud among
compatriots, who shared it too
alas the phrase took wing and flew
across the seas of time until
t'was slobbered daily in the swill
of pubs and bars and on the street
where even urchins would repeat
its flick’ring light that no one sees
for darkness brought it to its knees
to crawl among the vermin now
avoided like the cat’s meow
Original:
S3L2 ~ it slobbered daily in the swill