Posted: 7/17/2005 4:32:04 PM EDT
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the musical play. Went to a casino on the Miss. gulf coast to lose some money and go see "Cats". At first I thought that I will not enjoy a musical but I ended up being totally relaxed watching it. I think I may take up singing and dancing as soon as I turn gay. |
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Jellicle Cats come out to-night Jellicle Cats come one come all; The Jellicle Moon is shining bright -- Jellicles come to the Jellicle Ball Jellicle Cats are black and white, Jellicle cats are rather small; Jellicle Cats are merry and bright, And pleasant to hear when they caterwaul. Jellicle Cats have cheerful faces. Jellicle Cats have bright black eyes; They like to practice their airs and graces And wait for the Jellicle Moon to rise. Jellicle Cats develop slowly, Jellicle Cats are not too big; Jellicle Cats are roly-poly, They know how to dance a gavotte and a jig. Until the Jellicle Moon apprears, They make their toilette and take their repose; Jellicles wash behind their ears, Jellicles dry between their toes. Jellicle Cats are white and black, Jellicle Cats are of moderate size; Jellicles jump like a jumping-jack, Jellicle Cats have moonlit eyes. They're quiet enough in the morning hours, They're quiet enough in the afternoon, Reserving their terpsichorean powers To dance by the light of the Jellicle Moon. Jellicle Cats are black and white, Jellicle Cats (as I said) are small; If it happens to be a stormy night They will practice a caper or two in the hall, It it happens the sun is shining bright You would say they had nothing to do at all; They are resting and saving themselves to be right For the Jellicle Moon and the Jellical Ball. |
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Memory Daylight, see the dew on a sunflower And a rose that is fading Roses wither away Like the sunflower I yearn to turn my face to the dawn I am waiting for the day Now Old Deuteronomy just before dawn Through a silence you feel you could cut with a knife Announces the cat who can now be reborn And come back to a different Jellicle life Memory, turn your face to the moonlight Let your memory lead you Open up, enter in If you find there the meaning of what happiness is Then a new life will begin Memory, all alone in the moonlight I can smile at the old days I was beautiful then I remember the time I knew what happiness was Let the memory live again Burnt out ends of smokey days The stale cold smell of morning The streetlamp dies, another night is over Another day is dawning Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise I must think of a new life And I mustn't give in When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too And a new day will begin Sunlight, through the trees in summer Endless masquerading Like a flower as the dawn is breaking The memory is fading Touch me, it's so easy to leave me All alone with the memory Of my days in the sun If you touch me you'll understand what happiness is Look, a new day has begun |
