Things Said In A Vets Practice Vet nurse: "is that poop a new poop or an old poop?" Cat owner: "Do you want mummy to suck your ears?" Vet nurse: "what smells?" Vet: "flea spray and farts" Vet: "where is the thingy?" Vet nurse: *picks up thingy under vets nose* Client: "Do I have to pay for that medicine, won't coconut butter/garlic powder/voodoo juice work?" Owner of half dead animal: "he is just not himself today" Vet Nurse: "who got blood on the wall?" Vet: "what do you think this stain is, my lunch, dog drool, vomit or anal sac juice?" Nurse: "Do you want this urine or can I chuck it?" Most cats: "Fuck you."

Fear Fear is but a vice grip, A quake on a short trip, Lost love in a heartbeat, Blood from fresh meat... Fear is a longing touch, A word that hurts as much, A fall from the twin peaks, The water from eye leaks, Fear is the hand of fate, A blocked path to a true mate, Water where air should be - Fear is in the drowning sea, Fear is in the white snow, Where darkness only glows, A trick of light in shadow, Screams that never grow, Fear is but a trick, A wicked wand flick, No more than babes breath, Yet, here holds Death.

All The 'Maybe's' Maybe I'll just cry a little, Over something that never was, But was so close to being... I'll just shed a tear or two, Over me and you, And think of what could have been, To torture me through and through... Maybe I'll cry for a bit, As I remember your quick wit, Maybe my throat will ache, As I remember you baking cake, Maybe I'll despair over poor grammar And the care - Taken in hurried sentences, And lost ways in dramatic entrances. Maybe I'll look back as see your smile, The promise of more, that was taking a while, Maybe I'll cry, over the hope I lost, Maybe it's better now, at a lower cost, Maybe later I'd be lying in pieces, Not just a few tears, But a heart with a million creases, Maybe now is better. A few tears won't hurt. For hope is not yet real, whereas our love could have been. What is a greater loss? The loss of hope for something or the loss of something? I guess neither are really seen.

Ditty, Scatty, Dit I am love. I am fear, I am the heart and soul of "my dear". Drop your hands, drop that ash - here I am, give me a bash. Look away, do not stare, instead use touch, feel me everywhere. You are love, you are fear, you are the heart and soul of "my dear". Hold me close, I might need a dose, it's drying here and I'm crying, dear. Soft and pink, a delicious drink, mermaids sing and never think, Hear my plea, my ancient plea, across the sea, won't you hear me? I am love, I am fear, I am the heart and soul of "my dear". Pleasure first, and fire last, here's my future and here's my past. Follow me down a rabbit hole, and dream until we both are whole. You are love, you are fear, you are the heart and soul of "my dear". Leave me, lover, leave me Father, I am lost and even farther, Watch me pale, hear me wail, let me drift on dragon's tail. Ditty, scatty, dit, I think that is it.

Out On My Own I'm out on my own now. Thought I'd give it a try. Not leaving the past, But a temporary goodbye, It all hangs in balance, The threads of #life, Wondering who to be, Friend, lover or wife? I'm not being serious, But please don't lie, I'm not up for games, So don't even say hi, I'm lost, a little, I'll probably admit, Wandering around, Not quite up to commit, Perhaps I should play, With the lads about town, But it never works out, So I'm left feeling down, Do I settle for me? Or should I look for him? Maybe I'm naive, Maybe I'm just dim, Am I so boring? Am I really so fat? That you won't even think - "I'd like some of that!"? Again I can love, I'm open, I'm ready, Is there anyone to ask - "Want to go steady?" Am I just hopeless, A hopeless romantic, Stuck in the real world, Growing more frantic - I thought you were perfect, I had no qualms, But then you go quiet - It rings all the alarms, Same old. Same old. Hope's down the drain. Perhaps give up heart, And settle for brain.