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you can blame that on Bombalurina
but did you have to put all of us
on the blackball don’t hire list
I would like to at least hope
we have a few lives left
in our film careers
I mean damn
her fault
hers
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rob kistner © 2020
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rob kistner © 2020
I love the direction you took or should I say directions? Clever and wonderful! Made me smile Rob!
Thank you Carrie, I am glad… 🙂
Ja, sicher … liebte das.
Ich freue mich, es einfach so zu erzählen, wie es ist. 🙂
Innovative take, Rob! They can survive very well having so many lives to spare
Hank
Hardy little buggers Hank… 🙂
This is cool. Great take on the prompt.
Thank you Sherry…:)
Start over with a new version? I have a copy of Eliot’s 1939 poetry book Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats, we could keep it true.
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There’s an idea Jim.
Haha – so clever!
Thanks! 🙂
Great title and witty poem, Rob.
Thank you Sara… 🙂
A smart direction you took this in, Rob.. love it!
Thank you very much Vivian… 🙂
Um….If I knew who Bombalurina was that would be a start? I have not seen Cats, either on stage or on screen, nor read Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats, so this went wayyyy over my head. Sowwy! 🙁
The stage play snd the movie suck Shay, especially the movie. I stopped, just couldn’t watch the whole thing, and it was FREE, and I was “Covid” bored that evening…! Bombalurina was Taylor Swifts’s part in the movie, and she sepverely overplayed it, even given it was a movie of a stage play — as one would expect from her generally disingenuous, prima donna personality. Gawd, I didn’t want to be responsible for anyone having to dig too deeply into this disaster. It was, on my part, a very light, tongue in cheek statement about the “Cats” enterprise.
Ahahahaha! That’s great, and I love the form of the poem dribbling down to nothing at the end.
Thank you qbit… 🙂