Allegro
Oh yes she’s got that Zhoosh, like the super Suicide girls
The more you pamper her, the more that zest unfurls.
So tres tres chic darlings, with a fauxmosexual persona
Recognizing noble pizzazz, you know you’ll never own her?
With savoir-faire engage interact with noble banter,
To both woo and indulge – the Lady La Cat Infantan.
So indulge her parlour games, like Anaphylactic Rock
Using dialogue from antiquity – while chasing an old sock.
The consort divine is a sumptuous sleaze marauder
In the Asylum Of The Voyeur, thrives a risqué disorder.
You know of her kind, she meows exquisitely in choir
Saucy kitty made Lazarus rise, with screams of ecstasy Sire!
Digs little holes in the back gardens but never leave a stench
Wearing a smart diamante collar and has a fine command of French.
The fundamentals of self licking, is a vogue philosophy
And enlist the beautiful triptych, of drugs, sex and liberty;
Ride in a nefarious wave, truly sumptuous from afar
With an unforgettable body plus that ‘je ne sais quoi’.
Party tonight in Barcelona, with that fellow called Gaudi
Or adorable castle dungeon cos that’s where she gets rowdy.
Drink preferred Dom Perignon, in White Gold Jeroboam
And get that chap from Brighton, to write her an adorable poem.
Flying high on catnip, offers gentle but licentious caress
Immersed in the tide of rapture, La fete toute la nuit no less.
She eats Faberge eggs – so luxuriously freebased
While exposing the lush commodity, she’s far from chased;
Seen Monte Carlo night clubs and eloquent catwalk shows
Marching around with prowess, too stunning to wear any cloths,
Sitting on the laps of royalty, while purring in their face
Needing with sexy paws usually leads to second base.
Rich kitty pampers the forbidden, lying in the beautiful sun
Sleeping, eating and Zhoosh, Cos pussies have all the fun.
