Kitties!
The Peeps gave me a manicure. Daddy claimed that I was getting "snagged" on the fleece box liners--maybe I was, but I was doing it on purpose! It's not my fault it made him crazypants(ier).
And in one of those odd twists of fate, not only was I angered, I was inspired.
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Loss
by Maui
How dare you clip these mighty claws
Mine alone to groom
Strop against the furniture
ruining showroom bloom
Deprive'd of my primal right
to flay your tender skin
And nothing left to tattoo you
'cept fangs upon your shin
I'll ne'er forget your grave trespass
vividly inhumed
Rest assured that soon you'll feel
my saber points of doom
Happy Monday!
XX Maui XX
Maui! You are the poet laureate of the cat blogosphere!
ReplyDelete::clapclapclap:: Dat is a grate pome Maui! And it inspired us too, da next time mom gets out dem stoopid clippers we'z gonna bite her on da shins...um, where's da shin? Well, never mind, we'll just bite her legs.
ReplyDeleteOut of loss sometimes comes the most beautiful art. This moves me.
ReplyDeleteMaui, you get a standing ovation!!! That was awesomeness! Inspired! Wonderful! Do let us know when you have wreaked your revenge!
ReplyDeleteWhat an excellent way to start Man Cat Monday. Meow Maui from our four boys!
ReplyDeleteKudos! Me LOVES your poem! me is going to inscribe it on the sofa with my beautefulious claws!!!
ReplyDeleteEncore! Encore!
Kisses
Nellie
Oh Maui, if you get inspired like this every time you get a manicure, you will be able to publish your own book!
ReplyDeleteKeep it up!... you do look like a poet in that picture!
Very inspirational!!! We too, shall go put the bitey on sumbody right now!
ReplyDeleteMaui, that was a GREAT poem! Who knew you were so talented?
ReplyDeleteThat most excellent juxtaposition of 'grave' and 'inhume' is what elevates this from mere catterel to Art. (Although the Human says she's going to deduct a tenth of a point for the questionable suitability of the word inhumed here as it puzzles her--not being feline, she's at a natural disadvantage).
ReplyDeleteI cannot believe you allow a Human with clippers within 20 yards of you, Maui. Rookie mistake, Man.
Äiti's also running for the dictionary to find out what 'inhumed' means. She doesn't get it. All great poets invent their own words to fit the metre and meaning of their art. This is magnificent, and we vote you for Poet Laureate of the Blogoshpere. We so look forward to more poems, especially Ode to a Turd and Sonnet to a Furball.
ReplyDeleteShall I compare thee to a flay'ed mouse; thou art more luverly and beautiful etc.
So, out of extreme pain and humiliation came something great - perhaps the clipping was worth it ?
Äiti's also running for the dictionary to find out what 'inhumed' means. She doesn't get it. All great poets invent their own words to fit the metre and meaning of their art. This is magnificent, and we vote you for Poet Laureate of the Blogoshpere. We so look forward to more poems, especially Ode to a Turd and Sonnet to a Furball.
ReplyDeleteShall I compare thee to a flay'ed mouse; thou art more luverly and beautiful etc.
So, out of extreme pain and humiliation came something great - perhaps the clipping was worth it ?
Maui, have you been talking to Gracie?
ReplyDeleteThou art a great poet! Sounds like your teeth, rather than your feet are Longfellows... R R R ... T.
Whahoooo, well done that was a great poem. Don't worry they will grow back quickly :)xx
ReplyDeleteOh la la ... I'm shivering all over! You are such a poet Maui ... (happy sigh)
ReplyDeleteYasmin, Kat and Faith
yikes. I'd be sleeping with one eye open, looking out for those fangs.
ReplyDeleteIf there's a Nobel Prize for poetry, you'll nail it, Maui. purrr...meow!
ReplyDeleteWe are most assuredly impressed, Maui.
ReplyDeleteWhat a poet!!!
ReplyDeleteMaui, all great literature comes out of pain! And also your literary threats are the best I've read. Only Shakespeare comes anywhere near!
ReplyDeleteThat is a most wonderful poem Maui.
ReplyDeleteSweet Maui!! You are a wonderful poet! If this ode doesn't put the fear of the claw into your humans, we don't know what! :-)
ReplyDeleteTake care
x
GREAT poem , Maui !
ReplyDeleteHappy Monday , to you too :)
I love your poem, Maui!
ReplyDeleteThat is a great poem Maui. We wouldn't want to be in your daddy's shoes though!
ReplyDeleteMaui, You might be pretty lucky to get those claws clipped at home! Some of us have go to the vet, because Mom can not hold and clip at the same time.
ReplyDeleteLove your poem and Love, Love your Whiskers!!
~ The Bunch
::wild pawclapping:: Wonderful! Awesome! So very true.
ReplyDeleteUmmmm...where was da "saber points of doom" when the manicure was happenin?
ReplyDeleteGood job on the poem, tho!
A poet, wow I think I am swooning a little
ReplyDelete::clapping paws::
ReplyDeleteBrilliant! We need to memorize this since our regular claw clipping is coming up this week. Nigel got his clipped yesterday...before his butt bath. I'm surprised you didn't hear him hollering all the way to LV!!!!
geez - Ivy just got a pawdicure too and now she has even more inspiration to grow them back faster. we think mom just banged her head on her desk.....
ReplyDeleteMaui - we bow to your great poetic ability. We hope your pawdicure has not harmed your great talent.
ReplyDeleteLuv Hannah and Lucy xx xx
Wow Maui you are scary!!!!
ReplyDeleteMaui...I am totally IMPRESSED! You spoke for ALL of us, and that right eloquently!
ReplyDeletepee ess...I am thinking about a house trashing now you mention it, Serve her right. I KNOW I could start things off with bomits!
Maui...what in the world were they thinking giving you an mani-pedi!!
ReplyDeleteAt least they didn't paint your mails
'In your face fluzzie red'. MOL
Hugs Madi
Kizzie says: "Well said". We haven't tried to trim Kizzie's claws yet, but probably won't do now after reading this.
ReplyDeleteExcellent, Maui!!!!
ReplyDeletethis poem could have been written about my kittehs..love that Maui kitty..just beautiful..have a wonderful week..I love my visits here.;)
ReplyDeleteThat is purrfect!!!!!
ReplyDeleteMy mom was going to do that to us but I showed her this! I think it scared her, Maui!
ReplyDeleteYou sure made some really good points MOL!
ReplyDeleteLovely poetry!
ReplyDeleteYour poetry is so evocative, Maui! Surely it strikes fear in the humans for their trespasses!
ReplyDeleteOh Mauiiiiiiiiii!
ReplyDeleteQuelle Wonderful poésie!!!!!
Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrs,
Sei-Chan
Mani, you are the best! The Ted Hughes of the cat world. Love it.
ReplyDeleteWOW!!! We are impressed!!
ReplyDeleteThat is a pawsome poem and we too will be sure Mom sees it when she reaches for those clippers!!! heh,heh,heh
Purrs Tillie and Georgia,
Tiger,Treasure and JJ
Maui
ReplyDeleteThe heart of a poet.
purrs
>^,,^<
♥Abby♥Boo♥Ping♥Jinx♥Grace♥
Maui, your literary ability is only surpassed by your supreme exquisiteness!
ReplyDeleteMaui, we loved your poem. It says it all. Sorry about the manicure, dude. We got manicured this weekend too.
ReplyDeleteOh my! Move over Stephen King.
ReplyDeleteAwesome poem Maui. Our mom is afraid to give us manicures, she made Silver bleed once and that was the end of that. Not like we care - we prefer using the furniture or the door frames, mol!
ReplyDeleteSasha, Sami, & Saku (Mom Eileen)
What a great poem. You will get those humans back after that manicure. Too funny. Take care.
ReplyDeleteMaui, have you found a publisher? That was great. We are too lazy to write poetry here.
ReplyDelete*applause*
ReplyDeleteThat was excellent!!
Mess with the nail,
ReplyDeleteYour mission will fail,
With mighty fang,
Your skin will son hang.
Not nearly as eloquent as Mr. Maui. I have a couple Maui's here and am well aware of the risk. That's why vet techs have leather elbow gloves. John and I did the room with seven kittens last night. 126 tiny daggers. You should have seen them jumping on the side of the bed and sliding down to the floor.
You should be counted amongst the masters of poetry, Maui! Your voCATbulary is quite awesome.
ReplyDeleteMaui, there should be a Cat-O-Lympic of verse! You'd of course take the gold!
ReplyDeletexoxo
Ms. Stella O'Houligan
You Maui! What a poet...but given how much I hate my nails trimmed I probably won't be writing poetry next time they do it...but the shredding something while they do it, like Mom's fingers, now that's another thought...
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