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cats and dogs are still fighting by Taffy McKittrick
Showing posts with label songs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label songs. Show all posts
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
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Friday, January 22, 2010
I Mate With Yeti
you'll do well to remember that the dream I had about the she-yeti found me mating with the she-yeti. This is a sonic exploration (read: song) of that blissful co-mingling. I have breached my normal etiquette and have included the lyrics of the song so you can enjoy them alongside one another. so, enjoy them!
morning w/ the she-yeti
I hope she ain’t forgettin me
we mated by the fire however briefly
hairy fingered sweet caress
she-yeti’s one who I love best, the rest
aren’t worth conquest at all, just she-yeti
a roaring fire she snores awake
our eyes they meet and then they break, they take
my breath my aching heart, my she-yeti
we dine on squirrels and birds and such
and then ingest hugs and heartfelt touch, so much
is happening now, and then we’re mating.
when two are one, then one shall be
a furry yeti reverie, we
roar so loud I wake up in my lonely bed.
at the window in this world
of cement and no yeti-girls, I hurl
my cereal bowl against these dirty walls
where is she now, those ears those hands
those lips, those hips not in these lands, the plans
of she and I smolder with the end of my dreamtime mind
and I recall, I always will recall
morning w/ the she-yeti
I hope she ain’t forgettin me
we mated by the fire however briefly
morning w/ the she-yeti
I hope she ain’t forgettin me
we mated by the fire however briefly
hairy fingered sweet caress
she-yeti’s one who I love best, the rest
aren’t worth conquest at all, just she-yeti
a roaring fire she snores awake
our eyes they meet and then they break, they take
my breath my aching heart, my she-yeti
we dine on squirrels and birds and such
and then ingest hugs and heartfelt touch, so much
is happening now, and then we’re mating.
when two are one, then one shall be
a furry yeti reverie, we
roar so loud I wake up in my lonely bed.
at the window in this world
of cement and no yeti-girls, I hurl
my cereal bowl against these dirty walls
where is she now, those ears those hands
those lips, those hips not in these lands, the plans
of she and I smolder with the end of my dreamtime mind
and I recall, I always will recall
morning w/ the she-yeti
I hope she ain’t forgettin me
we mated by the fire however briefly
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Baby, whut do u want????
baby, whut do u want?? from Taffy McKittrick on Vimeo.
Well, I found the gal. She called me on Saturday night and said not to freak out but that she was sick and maybe it wasn't swine flu after all but that I might want to take a step or two back from her. I got the sense she didn't mean because she was ill but rather because she believed that I was crowding her, in an emotional sense. Fine, I thought, just fine. At this point I asked her to tell me how she thought our date went down last Tuesday and she said something about how she wanted me to "be less of a lady and more of a caveman" which I have no idea what that means. Probably something about being rude and misoginous instead of polite and tender and delicate. In any case, I didn't know what the heck she was going on about. Baby, I said, what do you want????Friday, May 8, 2009
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