Tiniest and most precocious niece Maureen has created this impromptu song. I believe it speaks to all of us:
Wicked cat! Set him away and all will disappear, the wicked cat must disappear! Wicked wicked wicked wicked, ahahaha! I am a wicked little lady walking around and I must turn him into a bully, into a sock, into a smelly sock, into a smelly sock, I must turn him into a smelly sock. Into a smelly smelly, smelly, smelly! Get other people into his house, throw out his cats and stuff! Turn him into yucky smells, turn him into yucky smells, turn him into many yucky smells, throw out his cats! Throw out his dogs! Throw out his children! Throw out everything from his house! Throw out, throw out, throw out him. Set him away in a ever jelly house, go to grandma’s place, you’ll have lots of fun and roller coasters and you’ll have lots of fun gets candy, get chocolate, get popcorn, watch and get your videos played, on the rise and stuff and you’re not very much, and you only know what that you know, and you only know and the rain, and you are very smelly and everyone will run away, run, run, run, run, run.
Maybe something about cleansing and identity…?
I am dedicated to learning and making. I love to teach myself new things, so you'll see my early and hopefully improving design work, artwork and great ideas I've stumbled upon. I write, and will give you as much as I can critically or creatively. I'm also intent on building up collaborative greatness with anyone who sees an opportunity to invent, interpret or interject.