Jaz McTygress

Raynie's brother won't have Dad's rainy heart,
he will shine like his mum can, his dad can't.
Raynie's brother, my greatest work of art
99% co-authored by his mum-mum-mum.
What immortal caterwaul or tadpole
have I to frame Raynie's sequel?

I don't wanna son, man,
please don't feed my destiny.
I'm neutered and spayed,
let the jungle kill me.
But Jaz McTygress, 
she maul my cynicism.
Thru my pather soul shine
puncturewounds of love & wisdom.

Jaz McTygress, if it's closest
I'll come to a kiss, savage me. 

Whiskers Windchimes is this hep tom,
sniffing round Jaz and ruining my song.
Jaz McTygress confess a few kinks,
I think she thinks Ol' Windchimes 
is some sub/dom sphinx.
But Raynie's brother, pure cub won't be born
outta rough sex, Itchy & Scratchy doing porn.

Face it, Tygress,
can't clawback a jackpot
- gotta love this prideless lion,
old and made of cloth.
Face it, Tygress,
love me, love my moths.
Please love this prideless lion,
last Bagpuss in the shop.