Francesco Marciuliano
Best not to ask "What is it?" until you finish rolling in it.
— Francesco Marciuliano
Every time I watch Lady and the Tramp think"SHE'S HAVING SOME OF YOUR PASTA!""QUICK! EAT IT ALL! EAT IT ALL, NOW!!!""GROWL! BARE YOUR TEETH! DO SOMETHING!"OH, DON'T GIVE HER THE MEATBALL!THERE'S MEAT IN IT!""IDIOT!" But then again'm not the romantic type.
— Francesco Marciuliano
I am intelligent I am attractive am powerful am proactive am health am strength am stealth am surrounded by love am a beacon of hope-- HORKFLAKGLORKSPUKE.... That was a hairball And I am a cat And what just happened am fine with that
— Francesco Marciuliano
It's 8a.m. and time to resit's 10a.m. and time to relax It's noon and time for repose It's 3p.m. and time for shuteye's 6p.m. and time for siesta It's 9p.m. and time to slumber It's midnight and time to snooze It's 4a.m. and time to hang upside down from your bedroom ceiling, screaming.
— Francesco Marciuliano
LET ME IN LET ME IN LET ME INLET ME IN LET ME IN LET ME INLET ME IN LET ME IN LET ME INLET ME IN LET ME IN LET ME INLET ME IN LET ME I-Oh, uh, hello did not expect an answer did not expect an entrance did not expect this room to be so unbelievably dulls, uh, goodbye
— Francesco Marciuliano
On the edge of a laughing teacup Did Kublai Kat decree The the corn fritter festooned with medals Shall make the brownies Freeland, so the walls turned to water To let our sorrows drowns the chairs burned themselves for warmth So they need not face the clown Then the spoons burst into song And all the forks they understood As I stared at my talking clawsBecasue this catnip is just that good
— Francesco Marciuliano
The leaf twirls gently To the dry ground The flake tumbles lightly To the snow mound The lightning falls mightily To the earth with a crash And I plummet sleepily From the fridge to the trash. Such is nature's way
— Francesco Marciuliano
We were wolves once / Wild and wary / Then we noticed you had sofas
— Francesco Marciuliano
You can't hold someone who Wants to leave You can't clutch a memory As if it were today You can't take an insult Close to heart You can't grasp for glory From your chair You can't seize life Thinking only of loss And you can't grab a laser pointer Dotson the wall No matter how much you try These hard-earned truths I give to you
— Francesco Marciuliano
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