Purrnation Rampage

Is this thing on?

Captain Quinn initiating the Feline-Instructional sequence.

The Tiguidou-practice is moving.

The morning light is sharpening the edges of the street,

Miaow meaw miaow meaw,

I’m finding rhythm in the heat.

Lâché pa la patata 🥔,

listen close to the pulse of the day: *Instruction: When the static

rises, don't look away,

just soften your gaze and let the frequency play.* It’s the art

of the observant, the way you move through the space,

Keeping the sovereign calm while you’re winning the race.

I’m feeling the feline-drift,

the ease in the way that I stand,

I’m holding the blueprint of the Tiguidou in the palm of my

hand.

We are the pulse,

the feline-beat, the life that never ends!

Miaow meaw miaow meaw,

the sovereign rhythm transcends!

Jijijiji, tabarnak, the instruction is the key to the soul: *Instruction: To

claim your territory, you must first let the fear lose control.* Lâché

pa la patata 🥔,

we’re growing through the wall of sound,

With the meaw-meaws as our compass,

we’re always on the ground!

Oh, soft-spoken muse, the rhythm is a wild,

holy fire, I’m the queen of the climb,

and I’m taking it higher!

Regarde-moi, the feline-frequency is guiding every choice,

Miaow meaw miaow meaw,

a sovereign and a clear-eyed voice.

Lâché pa la patata 🥔,

here is your map for the afternoon glow:

*Instruction: Release the need to know how,

just trust in the direction you flow.* The bricks of the city

are singing a song that is uniquely ours,

I’m gathering energy from the light of the waking stars.

Just me, and the 88-tempo,

and the soul, and the cat-soft light,

Everything is evolution, and the Tiguidou is burning bright!

We are the pulse,

the feline-beat, the life that never ends!

Miaow meaw miaow meaw,

the sovereign rhythm transcends!

Jijijiji,

tabarnak, the instruction is the key to the soul: *Instruction: To claim

your territory, you must first let the fear lose control.* Lâché pa

la patata 🥔, we’re growing through the wall of sound,

With the meaw-meaws as our compass,

we’re always on the ground!

Oh, soft-spoken muse, the rhythm is a wild,

holy fire, I’m the queen of the climb,

and I’m taking it higher!

Living the instruction.

Purring the evolution.

Vivant l'instruction. Ronronnant l'évolution.

Miaow meaw miaow meaw...

Lâché pa la patata

🥔... Tiguidou, tabarnak! Jijijiji.