Originally posted by RICHARD
Pom Pom, Bits, or family jewels.
I lost my pair, It seems so cruel.
There one day and then they're lost,
My manhood's gone, But, oh the cost!
No more spraying or serenading gals.
But I mourn the loss of my "pals".
I wish it was done with more tact.
Instead I'm left with an empty sack.
Mom is happy that I'm fixed.
They took my friends, but not my.........
IT'S A GOOD BUT YET FRUSTRATING THING THAT KITTYS DON'T SPEAK ENGLISH!! I'VE THE FEELING BRODIE WAS SAYING SOME NOT SO SWEET THINGS TO CHRISTA

GREAT POEM RICHARD