“Look what the cat drug in.”“If I were you, I wouldn’t mention pussy, unless you’re offering some.”
“Look, Paul. I appreciate what you’re telling me, but I gave Jake my word. Not to mention the fact, he’d throw my ass in jail if he found out I tried to go around him.”“He wouldn’t, you know,” he said. “Jake’s a pussycat.”Yeah, just a big old saber-toothed tiger.”
“I sometimes think the Pussy-Willows greyAre Angel Kittens who have lost their way,And every Bulrush on the river bankA Cat-Tail from some lovely Cat astray.”
“Love is all around. I don’t need your leftovers, ma’am. Not unless you’re offering meatloaf.”
“The Owl looked up to the stars above,And sang to a small guitar,"O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love,What a beautiful Pussy you are,You are,You are!What a beautiful Pussy you are!”
“Do you have my pussy? Oh God, cat!Do you have my cat?”