Dear Steve,

I admit, I initially looked at this thread expecting some kind of rant, and I was pleasantly (yes, fellow 'Catters, pleasantly) surprised to find your song. Now, I can't say that your poetic prowess is Grade A (yet); however, I got the point of your song and I like the idea behind it.

Come on, 'Catters, don't get hung up on a pretty innocuous four letter word -- one that I'm fairly sure most of you use as an invective at least once a day -- read Steve's song over a few times, and I think you'll understand what he's trying to say. Really, what word would you expect him to use -- 'poo'??

Steve, as a mother of four, a person who is owned by two dogs and four cats, a person who tends a garden, and a former legal secretary, I've had to deal with enough shit, real AND euphemistic, to understand your song. I hope you keep writing -- you've got a way with words, my son! ;-)

All the best, Áine