Apr 13, 2014

Mag 215

Week by week without fail Tess Kincaid gives us a picture prompt to fire our Muse.  

Ballade






Goodbye,  Claude Balls

There once was a fellow called Strong
whose legs grew impressively long.
He liked them like that.
They ensured that his cat
could not climb them and do dreadful wrong.







The King of Cats, 1935, Balthus 


Worthier responses can be found here.


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19 comments:

  1. I don't know about that... I've seen cat's shimmy up long legs before!

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    1. Some can, some do. Depends what they're after, I guess.

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  2. I tried Googling the name, but found nothing informative. I wonder why?! LOL

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    1. Whoodya Google, pet? Balthus, King Cole, or Claude Balls?
      Instead of Claude Balls, try "The Tomcat's Revenge"

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    2. No joy from that either, Doc - only a Facebook page ref, which I'm not able to access, as I chose not to belong! Besides, I don't like cats...

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  3. Oh, hysterical!! *big laugh*

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  4. This poem is just what the doctor recommended. When I saw The Kind of Cats, the first thing I thought was, "What a long-legged fellow." So I roared with delight when you put reason to the length of his limbs.

    My Magpie Entry

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  5. He IS tall chap, isn't he? I bet tailors would struggle to do that inside leg!

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  6. Comic relief. I doubt there can be worthier responses to this gangling fellow's picture.

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    1. Thank you, Yvonne. But I wouldn't bet on it.

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