Pat Hatt's Blog, page 100

The Gift Of Not Making Your Spirits Spot!

The cat is here to help you today. Although you may not like what I have to say. The cat is fine with that though. Get ready for what is about to show.

Gifts are grand,
Gifts are great.
Many across the land,
Will soon be a trait.

Wishing and wanting,
All want some.
Some so haunting,
While beating the drum.

Sorry to say,
Not really one bit,
That in your fray,
You won't get it.

A winning lottery ticket.
Ha! Fat chance.
Was that a cricket?
You broke out of your trance?

A Ferrari.
Yeah, and aliens will show.
You may get an Atari,
Just so you know.

A mansion in the hills.
Nah, not even in this market.
Sorry, no playboy thrills.
There you can't park it.

A book deal from the big boys.
No one works on Christmas day.
So you are better off with cheap toys,
As that won't be on display.

A trip around the world.
Whoops, the ticket got lost.
In the sand no toes will be curled,
Maybe a ferry ride at a cheap cost.

A windfall from a dead relative.
How morbid are you?
Do you have one in captive?
Yeah, a cheat rhyme came due.

Whoops, dreams are dead.
Not sorry about that.
No sugar plums in your head?
Gonna wish death on the cat?

Did the cat burst your bubble? Want to bury the cat in rubble? Hey, I just wanted to make sure your hopes weren't gotten up. But you may find a poop eating pup. What could be better than that? Right, a no poop eating cat. It is okay if you give the cat sass, it is enjoyed by my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall. 

The Bottom Line Sure Does Shine!

The cat and you know that dough rules each corporate show. That is so easy to see a fly could know it comes to be. Maybe that is why they are on a wall? They listen at each hall? Or is that a dumb saying? Bah, not worth replaying.

Look at that ad!
It is so rad.
I want that job.
Gonna beat out old, Bob.

Creative in the title.
I sure won't be idle.
I'll use my creative flow.
I'll be great, I just know.

Creative we want,
So they taunt.
Creative are you.
We'll take two.

Welcome to the club.
Ready to be all rub a dub dub?
We mean that literally too.
Don't get what we need from you?

Creative is more of a suggestion.
It's not even really a question.
More like the same old thing.
Hence the dubbing you will bring.

You see this?
We don't want to miss.
Do it the way it was always done.
But be creative and have fun.

No, don't do it that way.
Creative can go out to play.
We want it done exactly like that guy.
Creative for today may have been a lie.

That was well done.
It was the same as everyone.
See? No need to be creative.
We can't have you going native.

Stick to the plan.
Everyone is a fan.
We keep the status quo.
But use that creative flow.

Stifle it with ease.
It is such a breeze.
Be creative to make the usual align.
For it's all about the bottom line.

Jobs that say creative are usually not. Did you ever notice that plot? The same old shit or copy the last guy's hit. Why think of something new or take a chance? Let's stick with the rip off stance. Creative within the same old frame of mind. Now that is one of a billion or so mankind. I think I'll avoid that mass. I'd piss them off too much with my creative little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

A Whoopsy From Me!

A post with no words. Maybe set up by birds? Would that make two in one day? Did it scare you away? Damned if I know how a blank post got here. I could delete I suppose before all gives a peer. But what the hell. It will be a mystery post where I dwell.

The post was blank,
Blankity blank.
I rhymed like a cheat.
Ain't that a treat.

Why would it treat?
A disease at my street?
My ocd doesn't like that.
I'm a weird cat.

But that you knew.
Weird at my zoo.
But so are you.
Listening on cue.

Wow, look at me go.
Just off with the flow.
Haven't done this in a while.
Since 400 posts ahead turns the dial.

Just going with what comes.
Beating on the old drums.
Or would that be keys?
Bah, go ask the bees.

What else is new?
Hey, I'm asking you.
I've got nothing to tell.
Different day, same hell.

Well not really hell.
It just rhymed swell.
Sometimes I do that.
Rhyming any old strat.

If it fits,
Won't get the shits.
Hmm that could be taken wrong.
So we shall move along.

Move to where?
Beats my lair.
The words are moving though.
Your brain is too, I know.

Moving out the door?
That would suck forevermore.
And so ends my stream of thought.
Aren't whoopsy posts fun to do on the spot?

I must have had a blank one scheduled to go. Damned if I know. But it was there with a simple "." for a title. I thought blogger was being idle. But nope, it was the cat. How about that? 2 posts in one day. For 24 we aren't too far away. Those are done as well. I whoopsied those when ringing the bell. But fixed them up with each pass. So ends the spur of the moment post from my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall. 

The Flashy Thing And Some String!

I like to sleep away. It is fun to do at our bay. That and annoy Pat. Hey, he can sure annoy us where we are at. The flashy box comes out to play no matter the time of day.


Napping away,Enjoying my day,When I get assaulted.  That flashy thing needs to be halted.

You still there? Yes, I'm aware.Now go away.No more flashy play.

My eyes are gone.Go mow a lawn.Let me sleep.I need to count sheep.

So not impressed.That need not be confessed.Can't you tell? I'm mad as hell.

Cassie doesn't care.She is awake and aware.But she just gives a dirty look.Not moving at our nook.

Yeah, I'm still staring.Can't you see my hateful glaring?Take that flash away. I'll ruin your day.

Oh, you want to play. Not falling for it today.I'll hold it here though.Oh look, a crow!

I'll kill it now.I do it silently with no meow.You won't catch me.I'll be as fast as can be.

Mmm, this plastic is good. Chew it up I should.It has to be taken out.I know I have the clout.

 What? I was playing?Pffft I was just laying.I only moved my head away.I still don't want to play.
Isn't it rude when you get woken up by a flash? I'll have to drop that thing in the trash. Then Pat can't annoy us each day. Maybe I'll bury it in the litter tray. He'll never touch it after that. Time to resume my nap where we are at. First I may give that toy another pass. It has to be taught a lesson by my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

I Object The Not With This Plot!

The cat likes to run and play, but that you knew at our bay. I tend to get "no" a lot though. It is sometimes followed by "that's not a toy" at our show. How rude is that? Pffft says the cat.

It can be eaten,
It can be beaten.
It can be thrown.
A toy at the tone.

TP works well.
Can be messy as hell.
Can also constipate me,
But it is a toy that gives glee.

The corner of this,
Sure brings bliss.
The corner of that,
Works for the cat.

I have to get my chew on.
No grass or lawn.
So I'll chew the corner of it.
By it, I mean anything with my chew fit.

A human toe.
Hey, it's low.
It can wiggle too.
A toy in my view.

A bare leg.
No need to beg.
I'll play and scratch.
That toy met its match.

String by the pound.
Let that surround.
I'll eat it all.
Bah, not bad for me at our hall.

A wire or two.
Hey, if thin I chew.
Wait, that is Cass.
They give me gas.

Any old thing sitting there,
Works at our lair.
Give it a good whack.
Poof, falls over and instant toy at our shack.

So it is a toy,
Brings me joy.
Can't go wrong.
What? I might not live long?

Agree with not a toy? Even if you get joy? Eating string by the pound is bad? Damn, no wonder Pat hides it at our pad. I've tried to eat tacks too. Not the brightest at my zoo. But hey, anything can be a toy. Not saying it is a good toy that brings joy. But it can still be a toy like a singing bass. I'll stick to that notion with my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Mountain From A Mole With The Troll!

Trolls sure can come out from under their bridge. They now all seem to stand on a high ridge. They shout out every which way. Don't you just want to hear what they have to say?

I hate you.
That is right.
Every bit is true.
Day and night.

Today is sunny.
Here I would sit.
But I have to make like a bunny,
And hop to some shit.

You just suck.
Go and die.
Get hit by a truck.
I tell no lie.

Today is sunny.
Here I would sit.
But I have to make like a bunny,
And hop to some shit. 

The Earth is hollow.
It is how it is.
It's held up by Apollo.
I'm right in all my biz.

Today is sunny.
Here I would sit.
But I have to make like a bunny,
And hop to some shit.  

That is wrong.
Wrong, wrong, wrong.
I won't play along.
I am right and you are wrong.

Today is sunny.
Here I would sit.
But I have to make like a bunny,
And hop to some shit. 

You really suck.
Speak to me.
I said you suck, fluck!
Don't let that be.

Today is sunny.
Here I would sit.
But I have to make like a bunny,
And hop to some shit. 

Isn't it fun to ignore the trolls? They sure like to assume their roles. Yapping at you all through the day. They have to argue and have their say. But the more you don't give a fluck, the more you prove they just suck. Don't say a word and they are absurd. Got better things to do with time in mass. But a few can get made fun of by my little rhyming ass.


Later all, have a nice fall.

A Clean Kinda Scene!

The cat moved a while ago, technically not as I write this flow, but when we did they had to inspect. The dude was sure searching for some cleaning neglect.

It looks good.
Clean you sure did.
But I guess its not understood,
For I have to open each eye lid.

Whoops, I can't do that.
I may have to stare.
Maybe I'll chew some fat.
You got time to spare.

And yap he did.
Yap and yap.
Worse than a killer squid,
Not closing his trap.

After yap of the trap,
He went a looking.
Tried to give us a bad rap,
And steal our security deposit booking.

I've seen cat shit under the dryer.
So he bent down and looked.
Like the fumes wouldn't rise higher?
That's not even where the litter box was booked.

Did you know the center island moves?
Nah, I never figured that out.
I just ignored the obvious grooves.
So much dust can be under there he did shout.

Did the fridge come out?
The stove hopefully did too.
He bent and looked about,
Finding nothing to view.

What about under the stove top?
I bet you missed that one.
Maybe he was trying to make us flop?
Pffft that too was done.

The loo you may have missed.
That most people do.
Sorry, the loo wasn't dissed.
The bathtub done too.

I guess everything is fine.
Sign here and you are done.
He looked disappointed nothing did align,
Can't top my OCD cleaning run.

He may have been out to get our money, but we found it kinda funny. At least he got some exercise looking here and there. Ever get such a super at your lair? Now who knows where we are as this post is ahead by far. I just hope we aren't in Timbuktu, that wouldn't do. I did leave him some gas, but he can't charge me for air that comes out my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Why Keep To Add To The Heap?

Ever notice how cats hit things under the fridge and hide them away more than a smidge? Maybe we aren't really saving them at all. Maybe we just want a clearer hall. Do you humans ac the same? Nope, no hiding game.

Look at that.
Great where you're at.
But it just sits there.
Never used at your lair.

But oh, it's rare?
Has the right flair?
A matching pair?
Double the useless to spare.

It might be used.
That sure leaves me amused.
5 years and never touched.
Yep, will be used muched.

Muched isn't a word,
But I'll flip Google the bird.
At least not used muched,
Still takes up no space and suched.

It fills the space.
My, what an embrace.
Good reason to keep.
No space to peep.

It might be worth money.
Now that can be funny.
Fools gold at your sea?
Many fools on a spree.

It's so me.
That gets a woweee.
So it is so you?
Damn, is it stuck to you too?

Others like it.
That makes it a hit.
Keep it for those who visit.
Maybe they can quiz it?

Too big to fit out the door.
That could be rough at your shore.
Maybe you need a new window?
Two for one with a heave ho.

Garbage won't take it.
Pffft who needs that shit.
Sit it on the sidewalk is all.
Some nut will take it and have a ball.

Do you refuse to throw away for rather lame reasons at your bay? A hoarder wannabe are you? Hey, it is your zoo. Keep what you wish, clutter or not. The cat just had to play with the plot. Now I'll go hide toys with Cass. They are cluttering up running space for my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

Can't Weather The Together?

With the holidays near the whole togetherness thing is kicking into gear. That is fine and dandy but some things going together isn't handy. At least not for the cat. Some are just scat.

Together forever.
Oh, how clever.
Like forever is a thing.
Forget that ring.

Together as one.
Oh, how fun.
Like fun run.
Nope, no fun done.

Like Wal-Mart greeter.
Oh they couldn't be sweeter.
Sweeter at ignoring you.
No meet and greet comes due.

Like cheap car fix.
That you can nix.
Cheap and car,
Get a hearty har har.

Like crazy fan.
Those you can ban.
Fan they are not.
Crazy is their plot.

Like easy move.
That's not easy to prove.
Always some shit comes up.
Easy to make a hiccup.

Like perfect book.
Give that a second look.
No such thing as perfection.
I'd like to see that detection.

Like beautiful snow.
That is just no.
Pffft to the white crap.
Ban it across the map.

Like yummy fish.
Pfft to that dish.
We'd run and flee.
On it we may pee.

Like on and on.
Is that a con?
I could keeping going.
But you get this showing.

The cat could go on all day. Does fun run work for your bay? Nope, doesn't work here. Any togetherness that doesn't work when near? I bet there are quite a few. Can you list two? Too many questions come to pass? I'm sure you can work together to answer my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.

A Flip Flop Mind Of A Kind!

Human minds are like a deck of cards, the joker is hiding among the bards. That and they deal a new hand each day. Hell, maybe every couple of minutes on display.

I want that like here.
Please make it like that.
I really like that gear.
That is where it's at.

Wow, you got it done.
This is how I asked.
But the other way was more fun.
Can a reverse action be tasked?

Thanks for the reverse.
But I think it was better before.
I know I may make you curse,
But can you go back and re-explore?

That was how it got made.
It is back to what you did.
I think I'd like a little trade.
Can I put in a new bid?

That is a good mix.
You got it done pretty fast.
I have another small fix.
This will sure be a blast.

What a great job.
Can you take it back to before?
Your time I may rob,
But it needs that certain lore.

Now that is how I want it.
It is almost there.
Can you tweak it a bit.
I know you have some time to spare.

That is perfectly done.
You got it right on.
I think something else needs to be spun.
Ah, a new idea did dawn.

You added it in.
That was great.
It sure is a win.
Can you take away a trait?

There you go.
It is back to how it started.
I'll take it with a bow.
It and I will never be parted.

More like your mind and you were already parted. You change your mind faster than the cat just farted. Are you one of those? Do you strike a flip flop mind changing pose? Then in the end you take what was there at the start. That is worse than a brain fart. All of this has just given me gas. I won't change my mind about passing that out of my little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.