Pat Hatt's Blog, page 145
October 10, 2015
Sleep Like That? Pfft Says The Cat!
The cat has a new neighbor at our show. Does it still count as neighbors in apartments buildings though? Bah, we'll leave that for another day. They sure prove an old saying is full of crap at their bay.
Could be, almost, maybe,
You sleep like a baby.
Umm, you scream and cry,
Acting like you are about to die?
You are an attention seeker?
A diaper umm leaker?
You cry some more,
Louder than any snore.
Except maybe the blue guy.
His snore can carry high.
So he says anyway,
Mostly every day.
Wow, that is some sleep.
Two minutes at your keep.
Then you whine all night.
Sleep or fright?
The cat will choose the later.
No sleep with that small matter.
Until you have to work,
And they think keeping you up is a perk.
Devils they may be.
But sleep like one at your sea?
Are you whiny too?
Do you have a diaper collect your poo?
Damn, no wonder you sleep like that.
Steer clear of the cat.
I'll pelt you with scat of my own,
If you give me any whiny in the night tone.
Wouldn't you rather sleep like cat?
Whenever and wherever you wanted where you're at?
Or maybe a mutt,
Even if you get the inkling to sniff a butt.
At least they can sleep well.
Babies are just whiny as hell.
Why not sleep like someone sane?
Is that too much of a pain?
Instead you'd rather whine and leak?
Not something I'd seek.
So go and sleep like a baby,
You might get a few minutes, maybe.
Is that saying dumb or is it just me? Thankfully they are across the hall at our sea. That means we only hear when near the door. That thing sure can roar. The cat runs away with Cass. No hair puller is getting near my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Could be, almost, maybe,
You sleep like a baby.
Umm, you scream and cry,
Acting like you are about to die?
You are an attention seeker?
A diaper umm leaker?
You cry some more,
Louder than any snore.
Except maybe the blue guy.
His snore can carry high.
So he says anyway,
Mostly every day.
Wow, that is some sleep.
Two minutes at your keep.
Then you whine all night.
Sleep or fright?
The cat will choose the later.
No sleep with that small matter.
Until you have to work,
And they think keeping you up is a perk.
Devils they may be.
But sleep like one at your sea?
Are you whiny too?
Do you have a diaper collect your poo?
Damn, no wonder you sleep like that.
Steer clear of the cat.
I'll pelt you with scat of my own,
If you give me any whiny in the night tone.
Wouldn't you rather sleep like cat?
Whenever and wherever you wanted where you're at?
Or maybe a mutt,
Even if you get the inkling to sniff a butt.
At least they can sleep well.
Babies are just whiny as hell.
Why not sleep like someone sane?
Is that too much of a pain?
Instead you'd rather whine and leak?
Not something I'd seek.
So go and sleep like a baby,
You might get a few minutes, maybe.
Is that saying dumb or is it just me? Thankfully they are across the hall at our sea. That means we only hear when near the door. That thing sure can roar. The cat runs away with Cass. No hair puller is getting near my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
October 9, 2015
The Russians Are Coming And Umm Chumming?
Talk about a Halloween treat. No need to even go down the street. They will come to you. I think I'd rather take King Abubu's deal at my zoo. Want to get married with ease? Russian brides are there to please.
Show up on Twitter.
Gleeful yet bitter.
Wanting to play,
You just must pay.
Show up in email.
It won't fail.
Fly me there.
Money to spare.
Hate my life.
Need a wife?
I'll marry fast.
Singledom is in the past.
I'll join you.
You can have my sister too.
Two for one.
A package deal run.
That's like a sale,
Something you get in the mail.
We'll pop out of a box,
Maybe even wash your socks.
Purr like a cat.
How about that?
Right there with you.
And remember, you get two.
Out and about,
We won't pout,
We'll be with you,
Until death comes due.
A Halloween treat,
That is so sweet.
Won't you let us in?
We like sin.
Order today.
Submit your pay.
We aren't far away.
Be there by May.
That is all.
Look, another wall.
Want a Russian bride?
It will be one wild ride.
Geez, they spammed the cat. Can you believe that? Bestiality isn't my thing. None of those at my wing. Maybe rednecks aren't the only animal lovers out there. The Russians have a thing for cat hair? I'll give the scary Halloween treat a pass. I don't want anyone near my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Show up on Twitter.
Gleeful yet bitter.
Wanting to play,
You just must pay.
Show up in email.
It won't fail.
Fly me there.
Money to spare.
Hate my life.
Need a wife?
I'll marry fast.
Singledom is in the past.
I'll join you.
You can have my sister too.
Two for one.
A package deal run.
That's like a sale,
Something you get in the mail.
We'll pop out of a box,
Maybe even wash your socks.
Purr like a cat.
How about that?
Right there with you.
And remember, you get two.
Out and about,
We won't pout,
We'll be with you,
Until death comes due.
A Halloween treat,
That is so sweet.
Won't you let us in?
We like sin.
Order today.
Submit your pay.
We aren't far away.
Be there by May.
That is all.
Look, another wall.
Want a Russian bride?
It will be one wild ride.
Geez, they spammed the cat. Can you believe that? Bestiality isn't my thing. None of those at my wing. Maybe rednecks aren't the only animal lovers out there. The Russians have a thing for cat hair? I'll give the scary Halloween treat a pass. I don't want anyone near my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
October 8, 2015
Asking All With This Cat Call!
This just popped on in so I gave it a big spin. Would you imagine something can pop? That right there may make you stop. But if you are to keep going, enjoy today's rhyme time showing.
If I were to be on time,
Would the ticking clock still chime?
Can you hear what I have written?
Maybe not unless you're smitten.
Will you stay awake to read?
Only if the sheep take seed.
Maybe that makes little sense,
But they just jumped a fence.
Are you sitting on the fence?
That may hurt, just my ten cents.
I can't say something like one or two.
For we have no more pennies in view.
Just because you can't sit and view,
Does it really mean it left you?
How are you to know if you don't see?
Don't ask me, I'm asking thee.
If you are confused in the head,
Have you heard what has been said?
That brings us back to what's been written.
Has the bite been good and bitten?
Will you read this on the fly?
Will you be really low or rather high?
What is it that you will be on?
Should I consider that one a great big con?
Can great and big be used at once?
Could make me sound like a dunce.
Where's the corner and the cap.
No, I didn't say I had the clap.
Can your mind play tricks on you?
If it does you may end up as glue.
Hey, beggars can't be all that picky.
At least you'll still be able to make people sticky.
Where did that come from at my sea?
Don't ask me, I'm still asking thee.
Would my mind go to such lengths?
I consider it one of my strengths.
Have you begun to stand and stare?
Is your brain now on and fully aware?
So let me know what comes of it.
What is it? Hey, I asked you that shit.
Have you got an answer or three? To what? Hey, don't ask me. You made me say hey a lot today. Hay is for horses so they say. It can work for cows too. They sure have some stink come due. With that I will say don't have a cow. I have left you good and whelmed now. Should you find this confusing or crass, just know, it's another day in the life of my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
If I were to be on time,
Would the ticking clock still chime?
Can you hear what I have written?
Maybe not unless you're smitten.
Will you stay awake to read?
Only if the sheep take seed.
Maybe that makes little sense,
But they just jumped a fence.
Are you sitting on the fence?
That may hurt, just my ten cents.
I can't say something like one or two.
For we have no more pennies in view.
Just because you can't sit and view,
Does it really mean it left you?
How are you to know if you don't see?
Don't ask me, I'm asking thee.
If you are confused in the head,
Have you heard what has been said?
That brings us back to what's been written.
Has the bite been good and bitten?
Will you read this on the fly?
Will you be really low or rather high?
What is it that you will be on?
Should I consider that one a great big con?
Can great and big be used at once?
Could make me sound like a dunce.
Where's the corner and the cap.
No, I didn't say I had the clap.
Can your mind play tricks on you?
If it does you may end up as glue.
Hey, beggars can't be all that picky.
At least you'll still be able to make people sticky.
Where did that come from at my sea?
Don't ask me, I'm still asking thee.
Would my mind go to such lengths?
I consider it one of my strengths.
Have you begun to stand and stare?
Is your brain now on and fully aware?
So let me know what comes of it.
What is it? Hey, I asked you that shit.
Have you got an answer or three? To what? Hey, don't ask me. You made me say hey a lot today. Hay is for horses so they say. It can work for cows too. They sure have some stink come due. With that I will say don't have a cow. I have left you good and whelmed now. Should you find this confusing or crass, just know, it's another day in the life of my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
October 7, 2015
An Insecure Attack To Help The Pack!
It's Halloween time,Or close to it's chime.You are insecure.It has a certain allure.
Use it well.Raise some hell.If your eyes are baggy,And kinda saggy,
Be a witch.Scratch that itch.Give it a go.Away the insecurity will flow.
Just scare the kiddos away.So fun at your bay.Might get an urban legend made about you.Hell, you might even get two.
Too lazy to shave?Look like you came out of a cave?Be a werewolf at your sea.Howl the insecurity away from thee.
Just stay within the noise bylaws.Fines may bring out your claws.Scratching a copper will bring down the hammer,And you don't want to go to the slammer.
Cat eat your toilet paper?You know that is a fun caper.Just a little holey and such.We don't eat much.
Take your holey tp,And wrap it around thee.Be a holey mummy.You and your cat may get chummy.
Could unravel you with ease.Or you'll take off in a breeze.Hmm, may get a bit dizzy.That will stop your insecurity tizzy.
And if you really want it beat,Leaving insecurity in defeat,Just become the undead.Eat off insecurity's head.
Wasn't the cat helpful today? Enjoy howling at your bay. Just don't do it near the cat. Not sure my ears can take that. Now I am through with my tips for you. So enjoy turning insecurity around in mass. It works for my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
October 6, 2015
A Robot Or Not?
Not only does Google provide the cat with a blog, but they want to help robots with that brain fog. They want to make them a buddy for you. Someone for you to talk to at your zoo. Isn't that nice? Bet they charge a hefty price.
Robots with common sense.
That might make some tense.
Or it may be grand,
As I've said in my land,
Humans have little common sense anymore.
So maybe Skynet can help with that chore.
And you can have quite the chat.
Just like Her or something like that.
Ready for I Robot?
Like the idea a lot?
A robot for you and me.
The Jetsons you can be.
Not a fan?
Bicentennial Man may have an evil plan.
Could make the world go boom?
Humans can also do that doom.
But who needs a pet or spouse or kid?
Just oil up a robot lid.
There you go.
A one person show.
Could even give you a thrill.
Would that be worth the bill?
Sure to some crazy nuts.
Must be in some real ruts.
Robots could do all the work.
That has to be a perk.
You can sit and get fat.
Nothing wrong with that.
They cook and clean.
You watch the TV screen.
Isn't that wow?
Could even get a robot cow.
Don't forget they chat.
They'll chat to any dingbat.
So ask away and have fun.
They'll chat a ton.
Remember they have common sense too.
They may have more than you.
So get ready for a robot spin.
I hear they'll even tuck you in.
Will you be getting a robot? Maybe you'll get a lot. In ten years or less you are supposed to be able to tell and confess. What if they call you an idiot at your sea? Pull the batteries out and string them up in a tree? Unless the robot can make the cat super rich, I'll avoid that itch. So that is a pass for my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Robots with common sense.
That might make some tense.
Or it may be grand,
As I've said in my land,
Humans have little common sense anymore.
So maybe Skynet can help with that chore.
And you can have quite the chat.
Just like Her or something like that.
Ready for I Robot?
Like the idea a lot?
A robot for you and me.
The Jetsons you can be.
Not a fan?
Bicentennial Man may have an evil plan.
Could make the world go boom?
Humans can also do that doom.
But who needs a pet or spouse or kid?
Just oil up a robot lid.
There you go.
A one person show.
Could even give you a thrill.
Would that be worth the bill?
Sure to some crazy nuts.
Must be in some real ruts.
Robots could do all the work.
That has to be a perk.
You can sit and get fat.
Nothing wrong with that.
They cook and clean.
You watch the TV screen.
Isn't that wow?
Could even get a robot cow.
Don't forget they chat.
They'll chat to any dingbat.
So ask away and have fun.
They'll chat a ton.
Remember they have common sense too.
They may have more than you.
So get ready for a robot spin.
I hear they'll even tuck you in.
Will you be getting a robot? Maybe you'll get a lot. In ten years or less you are supposed to be able to tell and confess. What if they call you an idiot at your sea? Pull the batteries out and string them up in a tree? Unless the robot can make the cat super rich, I'll avoid that itch. So that is a pass for my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
October 5, 2015
I'm Slick With A New Trick!
So you may not be able to teach an old mutt a new trick but the cat can pick them up some slick. What is this new trick you ask? While I'll let you in on the task.
I was staring out the window.There wasn't much of a show.A few dumb humans here and there. They were only worth a short stare.
Then a light came on.Or maybe it was dawn.Or maybe Cassie farted.Either way, we parted.
Pat was watching me.I had to flee.Bah, let him watch the cat. I'll reveal my secret to even Pat.
I can now open the dishwasher door.Hmm, plenty in there to explore.I jump up and pop it open with ease.It really is a breeze.
What is so interesting you say?Isn't it empty at our bay?Nope, Pat hides the cat toys there.The ones I'd eat if I could at my lair.
String is bad for you.Who knew at their zoo.Would you look at that.A toy for the cat.
Cassie thought I was crazy.Bah, she's just lazy.Sitting there gawking.At least she wasn't squawking.
I've got it now.It will never meow.I ripped the end off of a wand. I'll go toss it in a pond.
Now my hard work is through.Stop following me at our zoo.I've got new tricks to learn.Go give Cassie a turn.
Hmph. She just sits pretty by the window.That doesn't put on a show. The cat needs to teach her a thing or two.Must be more humans out there for her to view.
There is my new trick. Can you open the dishwasher that slick? Do you store toys in there too? It is a perfect spot at our zoo. Pat locks the dishwasher now though. That is just so low. For that the cat gave him sass. Then off I wiggled with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
I was staring out the window.There wasn't much of a show.A few dumb humans here and there. They were only worth a short stare.
Then a light came on.Or maybe it was dawn.Or maybe Cassie farted.Either way, we parted.
Pat was watching me.I had to flee.Bah, let him watch the cat. I'll reveal my secret to even Pat.
I can now open the dishwasher door.Hmm, plenty in there to explore.I jump up and pop it open with ease.It really is a breeze.
What is so interesting you say?Isn't it empty at our bay?Nope, Pat hides the cat toys there.The ones I'd eat if I could at my lair.
String is bad for you.Who knew at their zoo.Would you look at that.A toy for the cat.
Cassie thought I was crazy.Bah, she's just lazy.Sitting there gawking.At least she wasn't squawking.
I've got it now.It will never meow.I ripped the end off of a wand. I'll go toss it in a pond.
Now my hard work is through.Stop following me at our zoo.I've got new tricks to learn.Go give Cassie a turn.
Hmph. She just sits pretty by the window.That doesn't put on a show. The cat needs to teach her a thing or two.Must be more humans out there for her to view.
There is my new trick. Can you open the dishwasher that slick? Do you store toys in there too? It is a perfect spot at our zoo. Pat locks the dishwasher now though. That is just so low. For that the cat gave him sass. Then off I wiggled with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
October 4, 2015
The Exaggeration Of Anticipation!
There was an allegation that there is something to anticipation, whether that be compensation or a simple conservation. I guess you get the allocation as you sit in anticipation.
The object of anticipation,
Can be quite the domination.
That is my declaration,
On such a thing as anticipation.
Nope, there is no hesitation,
When it comes to anticipation.
At least my anticipation illustration.
Or would that be an estimation?
Maybe call a delegation,
They'd discuss anticipation.
Although they may need medication,
To fix their long boring punctuation.
It can lead one to strangulation.
That would kill anticipation.
For some I guess it would be stimulation.
But forgo the creepy loss of respiration.
All things in moderation?
I guess if that's your anticipation.
Might need a vaccination,
Before your anticipation elation
No amplification of anticipation,
Will make it any better a coordination.
Even with documentation,
Or some weird ejaculation.
I guess that killed your anticipation.
Unless you have determination,
And just go with my improvisation.
It comes as random as precipitation.
It beats procrastination.
Nothing there for anticipation.
Unless anticipation is procrastination,
Then you may have your visualization.
Remember the detoxification.
That is no anticipation,
But from anticipation you could get a discontinuation.
No one needs a hospitalization.
Did you anticipate this with anticipation?
Are you in sheer discombobulation?
Does Bob have a monopolization?
Dissing Bob may give some anticipation.
Do you enjoy anticipation? Are you addicted like a form of gratification? Did this post give you an hallucination? What is my insinuation? That anticipation is cause for elation until it pulls into the station and causes increased magnification. Did you not get that with my anticipation sass? No need to anticipate my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
The object of anticipation,
Can be quite the domination.
That is my declaration,
On such a thing as anticipation.
Nope, there is no hesitation,
When it comes to anticipation.
At least my anticipation illustration.
Or would that be an estimation?
Maybe call a delegation,
They'd discuss anticipation.
Although they may need medication,
To fix their long boring punctuation.
It can lead one to strangulation.
That would kill anticipation.
For some I guess it would be stimulation.
But forgo the creepy loss of respiration.
All things in moderation?
I guess if that's your anticipation.
Might need a vaccination,
Before your anticipation elation
No amplification of anticipation,
Will make it any better a coordination.
Even with documentation,
Or some weird ejaculation.
I guess that killed your anticipation.
Unless you have determination,
And just go with my improvisation.
It comes as random as precipitation.
It beats procrastination.
Nothing there for anticipation.
Unless anticipation is procrastination,
Then you may have your visualization.
Remember the detoxification.
That is no anticipation,
But from anticipation you could get a discontinuation.
No one needs a hospitalization.
Did you anticipate this with anticipation?
Are you in sheer discombobulation?
Does Bob have a monopolization?
Dissing Bob may give some anticipation.
Do you enjoy anticipation? Are you addicted like a form of gratification? Did this post give you an hallucination? What is my insinuation? That anticipation is cause for elation until it pulls into the station and causes increased magnification. Did you not get that with my anticipation sass? No need to anticipate my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
October 3, 2015
Is Passion Outta Fashion?
The cat used crappy English there. Does outta make you swear? Too many questions already? I guess they can stop coming steady. So the cat heard a nut talking the other day and he was as nuts as Squirrels collecting food in May.
Follow your passion.
It isn't out of fashion.
No matter what comes due.
Follow that passion through.
Don't worry about money.
Things will be sunny.
Stick out your hat.
You won't fall flat.
Don't work some crummy job.
Don't be like good old Bob.
Follow that passion today.
Let the rest just float away.
Don't try more than one thing.
No need to hear cha ching.
Follow that passion and you'll be happy.
Listen to me because I'm so yappy.
Follow that itch.
You won't be dead in a ditch.
Or have a sagging fanny,
Stuck in the basement with nanny.
Passion is its own reward.
With it, you'll never be bored.
Who needs cash?
Make a passion dash.
Just go go go.
Passion will show.
It will get you through.
Pffft to the 9-5 zoo.
So come on, chum.
Pluck that plum.
Don't be dumb.
Chew new gum.
The gum of life.
There won't be strife.
Passion finds a way.
Who needs that pay?
Not you, just me.
I'm rich you see.
So I can say all of this,
And still be in bliss.
Pfffft to such nuts. They sniff one too many butts. Passion is nice but it will leave you living in a sewer with mice. He actually called his target chum too while bouncing around like a kangaroo. In most cases passion will leave you broke. So ignore such a bloke. Or would that be chum? Either way, dumb. Passion can grow and new things can show. Don't just sit and pass gas, even if you are as passionate about it as my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Follow your passion.
It isn't out of fashion.
No matter what comes due.
Follow that passion through.
Don't worry about money.
Things will be sunny.
Stick out your hat.
You won't fall flat.
Don't work some crummy job.
Don't be like good old Bob.
Follow that passion today.
Let the rest just float away.
Don't try more than one thing.
No need to hear cha ching.
Follow that passion and you'll be happy.
Listen to me because I'm so yappy.
Follow that itch.
You won't be dead in a ditch.
Or have a sagging fanny,
Stuck in the basement with nanny.
Passion is its own reward.
With it, you'll never be bored.
Who needs cash?
Make a passion dash.
Just go go go.
Passion will show.
It will get you through.
Pffft to the 9-5 zoo.
So come on, chum.
Pluck that plum.
Don't be dumb.
Chew new gum.
The gum of life.
There won't be strife.
Passion finds a way.
Who needs that pay?
Not you, just me.
I'm rich you see.
So I can say all of this,
And still be in bliss.
Pfffft to such nuts. They sniff one too many butts. Passion is nice but it will leave you living in a sewer with mice. He actually called his target chum too while bouncing around like a kangaroo. In most cases passion will leave you broke. So ignore such a bloke. Or would that be chum? Either way, dumb. Passion can grow and new things can show. Don't just sit and pass gas, even if you are as passionate about it as my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
October 2, 2015
The Goal Of A Hole!
I've heard it time and time again here at my den. You want to get out of the hole. Umm, need a rope to accomplish that goal? Lassie may be around. You can count on that hound. Does one ever truly get out though? Damned if I know.
Life takes a stroll,
You're in a hole.
Didn't watch your feet,
Tripped on the street.
In the hole you are.
Beats being hit by a car.
Now you are stuck,
And covered in muck.
That is just yuck.
Can't make a buck.
Bills in the mail,
Saying you fail.
Peter pays Paul.
They rob them all.
But why not Paul and Peter?
Peter a big eater?
Why not Anne and old one eye?
They popped in, don't know why.
Might want to jump in a hole,
If old one eye takes a stroll.
Where was I?
Right, a holey cry.
Stuck in deeper.
Bills are a creeper.
The harder you work,
More life isn't a perk.
Down further you go.
Can't get enough dough.
Can't see the sun.
Holes are no fun.
Then they come and lock it.
Take your last buck out of a hole in your pocket.
Now trapped in the hole.
Out is your goal?
Might need a gun,
Rob a bank for fun.
Go in on it with a banker.
Then double cross the wanker.
Out of your hole you'll be,
But now it is time to flee.
Hmm, so I suppose you humans can get out of the hole. It just depends on the goal. Although don't stop and stammer or you'll get chucked in the slammer. Can one ever get out of the hole in life? Need to marry a rich husband or wife? That would stop the hole sass. I'll now go dig a hole in the litter box with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Life takes a stroll,
You're in a hole.
Didn't watch your feet,
Tripped on the street.
In the hole you are.
Beats being hit by a car.
Now you are stuck,
And covered in muck.
That is just yuck.
Can't make a buck.
Bills in the mail,
Saying you fail.
Peter pays Paul.
They rob them all.
But why not Paul and Peter?
Peter a big eater?
Why not Anne and old one eye?
They popped in, don't know why.
Might want to jump in a hole,
If old one eye takes a stroll.
Where was I?
Right, a holey cry.
Stuck in deeper.
Bills are a creeper.
The harder you work,
More life isn't a perk.
Down further you go.
Can't get enough dough.
Can't see the sun.
Holes are no fun.
Then they come and lock it.
Take your last buck out of a hole in your pocket.
Now trapped in the hole.
Out is your goal?
Might need a gun,
Rob a bank for fun.
Go in on it with a banker.
Then double cross the wanker.
Out of your hole you'll be,
But now it is time to flee.
Hmm, so I suppose you humans can get out of the hole. It just depends on the goal. Although don't stop and stammer or you'll get chucked in the slammer. Can one ever get out of the hole in life? Need to marry a rich husband or wife? That would stop the hole sass. I'll now go dig a hole in the litter box with my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
October 1, 2015
The Month Of Scare, Readers Beware!
The cat will scare you today, as Halloween is coming to play. Oh what I will do. One is for Gloria at my zoo. She likes that. You'll see from the cat. Might even get the Halloween Nazi as the scares fly free.
The cell of doom. It will bring gloom.Won't fit in your pocket.It's back on the docket.
Whoops, wrong holiday.Scary anyway.Santa is frisky to all.Think it shrunk at his hall?
Yummy fish crap,Is going in your yap.Don't you love that?Some scary scat.
A floating brain.Too big for a train.It has its eyes on you. A brain with eyes? Who knew.
Umm err eww.Quite the view.Shit in a chair.Have to sit bare.
Hoarders r us.Can't even fit on a bus. Buried in boxes is scary.Bet things are in there that are hairy.
Like thousands of these.They sure won't freeze.Even too many for the cat.Mary Kirkland would like that.
The craze is still on.It isn't a con.Human noses up your ass. Get ready to pass some gas.
Eyes to scare all.Pop out like a ball.Isn't that nifty?Rather thrifty.
And the worst of all.Ready to run down the hall?Yep, the return of zombie feet.Hey, Gloria finds them neat.
And now whatever comes due, unless maybe an alien probes you, you won't be scared at all. All thanks to the cat getting it out of your system on my wall. Gloria was waiting for the feet to return. Took a year and a half for zombie feet to make eyes burn. But there they are. Nasty by far. Enjoy the scary mass? No need to thank my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
The cell of doom. It will bring gloom.Won't fit in your pocket.It's back on the docket.
Whoops, wrong holiday.Scary anyway.Santa is frisky to all.Think it shrunk at his hall?
Yummy fish crap,Is going in your yap.Don't you love that?Some scary scat.
A floating brain.Too big for a train.It has its eyes on you. A brain with eyes? Who knew.
Umm err eww.Quite the view.Shit in a chair.Have to sit bare.
Hoarders r us.Can't even fit on a bus. Buried in boxes is scary.Bet things are in there that are hairy.
Like thousands of these.They sure won't freeze.Even too many for the cat.Mary Kirkland would like that.
The craze is still on.It isn't a con.Human noses up your ass. Get ready to pass some gas.
Eyes to scare all.Pop out like a ball.Isn't that nifty?Rather thrifty.
And the worst of all.Ready to run down the hall?Yep, the return of zombie feet.Hey, Gloria finds them neat.
And now whatever comes due, unless maybe an alien probes you, you won't be scared at all. All thanks to the cat getting it out of your system on my wall. Gloria was waiting for the feet to return. Took a year and a half for zombie feet to make eyes burn. But there they are. Nasty by far. Enjoy the scary mass? No need to thank my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
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