Pat Hatt's Blog, page 131

A Lecture Nut In A Bug Rut!

The cat declared he didn't like bugs the other day and of course a nut overheard me at our bay. The cat really should keep his voice down when out on the town.

I hate bugs.
They are thugs.
Rather be moving,
And of course grooving.

You'd don't like bugs?
They aren't thugs.
They are great.
They make your fate.

They keep the peace,
From here to Greece.
They keep things in line.
Don't be a daft feline.

Bugs will be here forever,
Long after our life's endeavor.
So respect the bugs,
Even those in rugs.

Pffft went the cat,
As away the nut did scat.
He never stayed around.
Off to go bug a hound?

Bug about bugs.
Those poor Pugs.
They get it all.
Might go buggy at their hall.

Pffft to anything that bites me,
Those bugs can go flee.
Including a flea,
And bed bugs are nasty.

But if you must know,
For the bug lovers high and low,
The cat wasn't saying word one,
As bugs were given their run.

Nope, not at all.
I said I hate bugs at my hall.
As in germs,
And yeah, worms.

Got buggy over germs.
I guess should have clarified terms.
Or let the nut get hot under the collar,
The cat found it funny with their holler.

Ever get bugged by a bug hater at your sea? Do you hate bugs like me? Or hate bug bugs at your sea? Maybe both are hated by thee. Watch out and don't bug the bug loving nuts. They will then go buggy in their bug ruts. Now I will go bug Cass and bugger off with my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

The Dark Side Goes For A Ride!

The cat was hopping here and there when he saw a scary video at our lair. The cat then delved into the dark side of YouTube. I've now locked those things away in a small cube.

Hurt your eyes.
I tell no lies.
Just do a search,
From a perch.

See much to scare.
You may stare,
You may go blind.
They sure are one of a kind.

There are this and that,
Some chew some fat.
Like actual fat.
Disturbs the cat.

Do you like things hanging?
Could do some head banging.
For Do your balls hang low,
Sure does show.

Do your boobs hang low,
Is also given a go.
Equal opportunity for all,
On each and every YouTube wall.

A dude in a horse head,
Will keep you up in bed.
Bananas stuck to a face,
Is a scary embrace.

Ronald McDonald has fun,
He can scare anyone.
Dancing around with ease,
He might make your computer freeze.

A chocolate bunny goes to town.
It sure will make you frown.
The Llama Song is scary,
Rednecks might like them hairy.

Speaking of rednecks at my zoo,
There are some zit poppers too.
Keepin it real will like that.
So nasty to the cat.

Even some that want to scare,
They put a hex on you at your lair.
Pffffft is all the cat has to say to that.
Got more hex power in my scat.

Seen any strange dark side of YouTube videos at your sea? Wish they could be forgotten by thee? Now of course there are the nuts balls who are just plain creepy and insane, but I avoided that creepy train. More fun dark side I guess. Although a mind wipe might be needed I confess. Oh what the cat will do to give sass from his daily little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Can't They Say Brings A Pffft At My Bay!

The cat heard a nut the other day, along with a whiner joining the fray. The whiner you can guess. We don't need to enter that mess. The nut though said something dumb, could have been the rum.

It can't get worse.
Is what was said.
Are they trying for a curse?
Yeah, those are stupid and in the head.

But curse or not,
Bad or happy,
Things can be worse by a lot,
And make whiners more yappy.

Poor, poor me.
I lost this and that.
I'll jump in the sea,
Can't be worse where we're at.

So you lost a job.
So you lost some money.
Even ask poor Bob,
Things can sure get runny.

Could develop a disease.
Those would just suck.
Could choke to death on fleas,
Or get hit by a big truck.

Could be on a slab,
As in dead as can be.
Your organs they'd grab,
Put them in others with glee.

Could go blind.
Could lose a limb.
Maybe get a clogged up behind.
All three are grim.

A piano could fall on you,
Crushing you flat.
Wait, that dumb show had such a view,
So we'll just scratch that.

Could be abducted by little green men.
That would be anything but fun.
Could be upwards of ten,
And you may be sore when they're done.

The Earth could explode.
Then everything would be gone.
So with your can't be worse mode,
Know it as stupid as what a dog leaves on the lawn.

Think it can't get worse no matter how much you curse? I could sure prove you wrong. Even dead in a ditch can bring about a worse song. Depends on one's view I suppose, but the worse still flows. Now I will go pass some gas as holding it in is worse for my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

On To Seven Today Here At My Bay!

The cat has turned seven today. Bah to that I say. I still run around and meow. You'd think I was having a cow. But that is not the case. I just have to be heard all over the place.


I pose and howl.No hooting like an owl.Can chirp like a bird though,Just so you know.

See, I pose everywhere.Talk to the chin at our lair.That is all you need. Humans and their greed.

I make Cassie stare.She thinks I'm nuts at our lair.Regal as can be.Pffft that's not me.

I take out all.You enter our hall,You will get chopped.The ball won't be dropped.

I can be cute.But rather be a brute.I grew up.Now can take on a pup.

 And I'll chew.Even snub you.Easy to do.Snubbed times two.

Can sit and stare.I know your aware.Cassie cleans down there. Do you really care?

Fuzzy things die.I make them fry.On the first try,I send them for a fly.

Then I get in a good stretch. I could go play fetch,But I'm not a mutt.Still have my eye on my hut.

And here I see all.All the way down the hall.I may be seven.But I watch all here like God in heaven.
Can't get passed me. Are you as old as me at your sea? That would make me what? 49 at my hut? Cassie is still the old fart though. Eight is so old you know. I will now go back to ruling with no class. That is the way of my seven year old little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Round Forty Three With Plenty To See!

The search engines have picked up once more. Not sure why they go up and down at my shore. But they gave me plenty for a round or two. And yeah, most are scary who found my zoo.

rhymetime blog

Came up 18 times. Someone is searching out my rhymes.

scum suckers day off xxx

Hmm, is that porn? Is a janitor's uniform worn?

the best boys sock hop outfits

Does this look like Rosey's sea? No clothes modeling for me.

rats having sex

If that's your thing, enjoy the fling.

jennifer aniston nose picking images

I guess she is a super nose picker. Think she is also a finger licker?

my day went bad today

And you just needed your say? Does this look like a whiny Facebook bay?

can't get things up

Now there is a hiccup. They do have a pill to make you a frisky pup.

snip snip went the weiner

Not even a pill can fix that. You can trust the cat.

My gas got fired

Wow, now that is rare. Farts R Us at your lair?

split the bil u ingreat

Maybe if you were a better speller you wouldn't get treatment like Old Yeller.

superhero days are ending

The villains will rise? Do they seek first prize?

round and round round

Up and down down all across town town.

special paackages in the mail

People still use the mail? No mail orders, so hit the trail.

my finger is stuck

Do I even want to know where it is stuck at your show?

And now for your viewing pleasure something you can help measure. I suppose it might not be a job for all. But you could make some money at your hall.

need a bigger cock piece
Maybe an actor needs it? They do use that shit. Or maybe just the snip snip guy. He needs something to remain spry. The cock piece making industry is just getting going. Maybe that rooster once more will be crowing. But you can tell it to a singing bass, it does not want to be known by my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

A Reality Flight Has Some Might!

The cat is back with another tale. They just seem to flow out without fail. The two light hearted fools seem to be back. Damn, they'll soon catch Tarsier Man in sequels at my shack.


Of course they wanted to eat.They wouldn't get me a treat.So I stole some nice meat.It tasted juicy and sweet.

But this guy got mad.Money needed to be had.They were cheap and wouldn't pay.Hey, what can I say?

I needed something to wash things down.So I stole more and made him frown.It tasted kind of funky though.Then I started to glow.

I grew super big.Could snap him like a twig.So he ran away,And I didn't have to pay.

Of course they got lazy.The place became rather hazy.They wanted to ride me.Do I look like a horse to thee?

Truedessa's sparkly fart come out wrong.It smelled like it came from King Kong.Damn, it was bad.Stunk up the whole pad.

It even made stuff fly.I thought we would die.But then poof we went.We got sucked into a vent.

Catality was there.He made me stare.The cat can walk on two feet.That sure is neat.

They had been cloned.I wonder who they phoned?Or maybe an evil twin?They wanted to do us all in.

Of course there is more.We never should have went through the door.Again I may be a lying little rhyming rear.But to find out, click here to peer.
And so the next book has come due adding to the pile at my zoo. 60 is sure drawing near. Soon the pile may reach my ear. Who knew Truedessa had such bad gas? She could easily trump my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Pass The Buck At Seven And Stuck!

So the cat was told the other day that the average life of a blog is 7 months from bay to bay. Not sure how they average that, but we'll pretend it is a correct stat.

7 is it.
7's the hit.
Then bit by bit,
You're done with this shit.

Too old for it?
Danny Glover may say, go spit.
Why would you want to do that?
Unless chewing some nasty fat.

Why only 7?
Can't get 11?
Double digits that would be.
Maybe they get stuck in a tree?

They realize it's work?
That can't be a perk.
Got no time?
The same old chime.

Say that for anything,
Such a familiar ring.
One that's full of crap.
But I've done that yap.

Maybe 7 is magic?
Rosey's 666 is tragic.
Can't have everyone landing on 6.
Then there would be lots of 666 tricks.

That will make her squirm.
Maybe 7 is like a term?
A term job thing.
Some kind of fling?

A fling with the net.
Then they fret.
Not all it was cracked up to be?
The fling had an std.

Hmm, malware I guess it would be.
But a virus is a virus at ones sea.
At least a computer you can buy new,
Not so much the parts of you.

So why 7?
Then they go to heaven?
Or maybe they think it's hell,
And blogging is such a tough sell.

Have you lasted more than 7 months at your sea? That is a yes to 99% of those that visit me. Many have been around a while. Seen many a rhyming mile. But why 7 you think before they go down the drink? Why not 5 or 2? I've seen many come and go at my zoo. They did last a little bit. Not sure if 7 months was it. To those past 7 months I raise a glass, if I drank from one with my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

On The Fly With This Try!

The cat is just going to rhyme and I'm going to do it on a dime. Do you have a problem with that? If so, tell it to some other cat. The cat is not so nice. Hey, at least I never gave anyone lice.

Follow my rhyme,
Unless you're a mime,
Then hop a boat,
That contains a goat.

I'm on the fly,
Ever so spry.
This on the fly,
Works every try.

Come and play,
Each and every day.
I may make fun,
But it has to be done.

It's a lock,
That geek or jock,
I can mock,
If you come to knock.

A stellar flock.
Rock around the clock.
No rock in a sock,
That would get a head cock.

Cock of the head.
Did you turn red?
Tease of the cock.
Whoops, umm knock knock?

Where's the blame?
Aren't I to remain tame?
Ha, who thought that?
You don't know the cat.

Where am I going?
Your feet I'm towing.
I'm dragging you along,
Like the ass of Donkey Kong.

Bad visual there.
Gorillas beware.
Or a beware of Gorilla sign?
Beats this feline.

Damn, I'm done.
So ends my fun.
It did fry.
I ate the fly.

I made it up on the fly. The fly turned out rather dry. How can you stay on a fly? It's smaller than my eye. So on the fly I tried. It didn't give a very good ride. Did you humans make that up in the loo? A bathroom stall may have more of a clue. Whoops, I'm still on the fly. A new one I spy. I hope flies don't give me gas. That would not be fun for my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

Object Or No? How Does It Flow?

The cat got it in his head after objection was said. Yeah, it was said by me. I can give ideas to myself at my sea. Is there a law against that? Pfffft I object where I'm at.

Some can't say no.
They always say yes.
Then they get tired head to toe,
And end up in a mess.

What's in a no?
Is it so scary?
Two no's in a row,
Could turn you bigfoot hairy.

That would be bad.
You'd get fleas.
No fun be had.
Whoops, said no at my feed.

So why suffer neglect.
Forget your inability to say no.
Instead pull out, I object.
Works on TV you know.

Would you help me?
I object to that.
What is that from thee?
I object where I'm at.

What are you doing?
I object to that too.
Are you going to start mooing?
I object to you.

You're a nut.
I'm out of here.
You don't make the cut.
I'm leaving your atmosphere.

See? You win.
Objection upheld.
You did them in,
And no wasn't spelled.

But why stop there?
Object to anything.
Who needs fair?
Object like a king.

I object to you being here.
I object to your price.
I object to your leer.
I object is so nice.

Now you don't have to say no. You can stay whelmed at your show. Just use I object a ton and away the nuts will run. I don't know where that came from but I didn't object to that rhyming bread crumb. I do object to you touching the cat. We can't have that. I object to mowing the grass. I could get used to being an objecting little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.

It Will Post At My Joint At Some Point!

The cat will get this post done and have lots of fun. When will it be? At some point at my sea. Do you see where I'm going with this? At some point you won't be amiss.

At some point I'll do that.
I'll be a happy cat.
At some point I'll do this.
I'll be in pure bliss.

At some point we'll win.
That will do all in.
At some point I'll try.
Could really reach high.

At some point I'll do.
Not now at my zoo.
At some point I'll go.
Not now though.

At some point I'll get it.
But now, who needs that shit?
At some point I'll exercise.
Now though, it's not wise.

At some point I'll eat right.
But sure not tonight.
At some point I'll write a book.
But not today at my nook.

At some point I'll finish this post.
Not there yet at my coast.
At some point I'll stop rhyming.
Yeah, not unless I take up miming.

At some point I'll stop talking,
I may then get out walking.
At some point I'll stop whining,
Maybe then the sun will start shining.

At some point I'll get there,
With plenty of time to spare.
At some point I'll make that.
I got time where I`m at.

At some point I'll try something new.
Plenty of time at my zoo.
At some point I'll get things done,
Can easily go to one from none.

At some point I'll stop saying it,
Meaning the, at some point shit,
Because at some point I'll be dead.
At that point, all will leave my head.

At some point did you catch on to my at some point con? At some point is sure used a lot by many from sea to sea. Pffft to at some point says me. Can always start most things at that point. May be a while before some things come to pass at your joint, but can still start. Don't have to be a lazy fart. That is just my at some point sass from my on point little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.