Born on the wrong side of today

Rein broken in order done

Dream of feet in time past

As man is second to none

Is cleansed by rain at last

Steps skip first second no crime

Grow for growth comes of toil

Walk distinct loses no time

Look back to grandma Poil

Seek nourishment his face turns

No respite along the coil

everything transpires eventually

Why and what obedience

It is no cat on the fence

Another look at guile

Is absolute lack of style

It cannot be philosophy

If files be rearranged or style

You really do swing from the tree

Hear water notes for a mile

Looks of superiors shun

Pre-assignation of time

Solation or solution

Not in a game, place sublime

Though he seeks absolution

Crushes the neck commits the crime

flow takes everything along

Big cat respectful here

Rejoins after elixir

Cat rat leave town together

Cannot stand fishy weather