Days of the past
This word came fast
From my mother
Exclaimed by no other
I’m warning you, you little twit
I’m not putting up with a conniption fit!
Now being a child of two or three
The word was always a puzzle to me
Fit was the only one I knew
Having many cats, we saw a few
But I wondered how that would apply to me
I never convulsed like the cats I had seen
Nevertheless, my mother was stern
Having a conniption a spanking would earn
I still don’t know what she meant
But treaded softly, nothing errant
Still didn’t know what caused the cats
To have conniptions, maybe rats?
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Brilliant, love it ๐
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My biggest fan, yea! ; )
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Yes, but I still waiting for the payment you promised me ๐
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How does 2050 sound–the year, not the amount : ))
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I wonโt forget, I will find you in heaven ๐
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Uh, I doubt I’ll be there, more likely taking the down elevator, no stops
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You will be there ๐
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Keep dreaming
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lol! โค wonderful!
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We call them hissy fits here in the foothills of the southern Blue Ridge…and I’m more concerned about my wife having one than the cats.
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We lived on a farm away from town and bags of kittens were always left so we had lots of them
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