tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22641358436060164062024-03-05T22:27:32.405-08:00The Fur Farm7 cats, 1 dog and a whole lot of fur!Jan Kozlowskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14859382811386578893noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2264135843606016406.post-39772681155501603372009-12-03T17:10:00.000-08:002009-12-04T18:27:18.850-08:00Greene Laundry<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh908Fs6BqA1Kj3IaaazqshneUmJi0h5_tiUXtWqoZpCzmPTEY_NnW7dx0-EHJzCMGvlHdzmFEHL4zPbIvFkhhKvXIdfqBuucKG3Qbb_PVKdynzPO9LG_eErOrIkGuJuLDmEr9o-BxvLeiy/s1600-h/HPIM1691.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh908Fs6BqA1Kj3IaaazqshneUmJi0h5_tiUXtWqoZpCzmPTEY_NnW7dx0-EHJzCMGvlHdzmFEHL4zPbIvFkhhKvXIdfqBuucKG3Qbb_PVKdynzPO9LG_eErOrIkGuJuLDmEr9o-BxvLeiy/s320/HPIM1691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411182623028238002" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Mr. Greene get out of my clothes!</div><div><div><div>You're squashing my blouses,</div><div>And shredding the bows.</div><div>You're drooling on hats,</div><div>And shedding on jeans.</div><div>I swear you are the messiest cat,</div><div>I have EVER seen.</div><div><br /></div><div>Mr. Greene, you know the rules.</div><div>No snuggling in my jammies,</div><div>No settling in my socks,</div><div>Or cuddling in my hankies,</div><div>Or hiding in my frocks.</div><div><br /></div><div>Mr. Greene, I'm begging you,</div><div>Please exit our laundry hamper,</div><div>I've so much to do,</div><div>Between you and Lou,</div><div>And all the others I need to pamper.</div><div><br /></div><div>But Mr. Greene, you are the king,</div><div>Boss of the house,</div><div>And every living thing. </div><div>So, if you want to stay,</div><div>I suppose it will be okay</div><div>And the clothes will wait </div><div>For another day.</div></div></div>Jan Kozlowskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14859382811386578893noreply@blogger.com1