Kitty Quotes & Poems……?

I wasn’t quite happy with my old cover of this song, partly due to my EQ-settings, partly due to my playing. So this time I was stubbornly determined to make it perfect, and to be honest, I had to re-play Friedman’s solos LOTS of times, across several days, and that’s why it took me five days to upload this cover. I think this should do it, it’s not like Friedman himself but I got the notes and almost the expression right. This is arguably Megadeth’s best song. This is actually the song that once got me into Megadeth, and the masterminds of Mustaine and Friedman are definitely shining in this one. Recorded from December 30 of 2009 to January 3 of 2010 using a Pentax Optio M30 regular digital camera, audio recorded with an iAudio 7. Edited using Magix Music Maker 10 Deluxe and streamed as a 640×480 resolution Windows Media Video with 25 fps. Guitar: Jackson Warrior WRMG (with EMG 81/85) Amplifier: Peavey 6505+ and an Ashdown Peacemaker 412A cabinet with Celestion G12E-50 speakers. Settings: Lead channel: Pre: 7.25 Low: 3 Mid: 3 High: 9 Post: 1 Resonance: 1.5 Presence: 8.5 Strings: GHS TNT Pick: Dunlop Jazz III If you rate it, please motivate and write a comment too. Thanks for watching! You can also see the old cover from October 2008 here: The powertab I used can be found here: You can download Power Tab Editor here (freeware):

What are your favourite quotes, sayings and poems about our endeared furry feline folk? It can be anything – bed time stories, quotes, poems, odes, sayings…..Mine has been the Owl and The Pussy Cat poem by Edward Lear since childhood (it’s kind of an Alice In Wonderland poem..weird but different) –

The Owl and the Pussiecat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
“O lovely Pussie! O Pussie, my love,
What a beautiful Pussie you are, you are, you are,
What a beautiful Pussie you are.”
Pussie said to the Owl “You elegant fowl,
How charmingly sweet you sing.
O let us be married, too long we have tarried;
But what shall we do for a ring?”
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows,
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose, his nose, his nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
“Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling your ring?”
Said the Piggy, “I will”
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon.
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand.
They danced by the light of the moon, the moon, the moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.


  1. Cocoa Dusted Love says:

    That’s such a sweet poem! Thanks for sharing… its lovely and has brightened up my evening with my two cats. xx

    PS: here’s one of my favourite quotes (there’s so many): Dogs come when they’re called; cats take a message and get back to you. (Mary Bly)

  2. justsueandthebabiesnow says:

    my favorite cat quotes is that a dog will come when called,but a cat will take a message and get back to you.
    also if you want the best seat in the house move the cat.
    my favorite poem is.
    Cats Sleep Anywhere
    Cats sleep anywhere, any table, any chair.
    Top of piano, window-ledge, in the middle, on the edge.
    Open draw, empty shoe, anybody’s lap will do.
    Fitted in a cardboard box, in the cupboard with your frocks.
    Anywhere! They don’t care! Cats sleep anywhere.

  3. burnt_in_wood says:

    On a night quite unenchanting,
    when the rain was downward slanting,
    I awakened to the ranting
    of the man I catch mice for.

    Tipsy and a bit unshaven,
    in a tone I found quite craven,
    Poe was talking to a Raven perched
    above the chamber door.

    “Raven’s very tasty,” thought I,
    as I tiptoed o’er the floor,
    “There is nothing I like more”.

    Soft upon the rug I treaded,
    calm and careful as I headed
    Towards his roost atop that dreaded
    bust of Pallas I deplore.

    While the bard and birdie chattered,
    I made sure that nothing clattered,
    Creaked, or snapped, or fell, or shattered,
    as I crossed the corridor;

    For his house is crammed with trinkets,
    curios and weird decor –
    Bric-a-brac and junk galore.

    Still the Raven never fluttered,
    standing stock-still as he uttered,
    In a voice that shrieked and sputtered,
    his two cents’ worth – “Nevermore.”

    While this dirge the birdbrain kept up,
    oh, so silently I crept up,
    Then I crouched and quickly leapt up,
    pouncing on the feathered bore.

    Soon he was a heap of plumage,
    and a little blood and gore-
    Only this and not much more.

    “Oooo!” my pickled poet cried out,
    “Pussycat, it’s time I dried out!
    Never sat I in my hideout
    talking to a bird before.

    How I’ve wallowed in self-pity,
    while my gallant, valiant kitty
    Put and end to that damned ditty” –
    then I heard him start to snore.

    Back atop the door I clambered,
    eyed that statue I abhor,
    Jumped – and smashed it on the floor.

    – gotta be the best thing I saw

  4. ♥Pretty♥ ♥Kitty♥ says:

    I like that one! Mine is the story of how the tabby came to have the M on it’s forehead. It’s way too long to post but here’s the link. Jim Willis is one of my favorites.

  5. justagirl says:

    Here you go :)

    To a Cat – Jorge Luis Borges

    Mirrors are not more wrapt in silences
    nor the arriving dawn more secretive ;
    you, in the moonlight, are that panther figure
    which we can only spy at from a distance.
    By the mysterious functioning of some
    divine decree, we seek you out in vain ;
    remoter than the Ganges or the sunset,
    yours is the solitude, yours is the secret.
    Your back allows the tentative caress
    my hand extends. And you have condescended,
    since that forever, now oblivion,
    to take love from a flattering human hand.
    you live in other time, lord of your realm –
    a world as closed and separate as dream.

    The best cat poem I’ve read (so far!). It sums up those beautiful creatures perfectly I think.

    Also take a look at this website of quotes: